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Mental Health 0.3: Time to Stand up For YourSoulf

 

When was the last time you happily sang in the shower with no rush?

When was the last time you played innocently like a kid with no phone and no internet?

When was the last time you stood up for the right things even though all the others were against you – not affected by mass pressure?

When was the last time you dreamt about unicorns, rainbows and fantasies instead of having insomnia worrying about your life?

When was the last time you looked inside the mirror and thought you were the most beautiful person ever in this earth and not worried about your appearances?

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          Last time, last time, when is it this time?

          If not now, when? If not then, why? If not ever, how?

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Time to unclutter your inner soul like how you organize your stuffs in the room.

Throw away unused emotions like how fast you threw your ex’s stuffs without a second thought.

          Lastly, here’s a song that makes me feel so much serenity and clarity when searching for myself. Salute to JB.


What if you had it all
But nobody to call?
Maybe then, you'd know me
'Cause I've had everything
But no one's listening
And that's just fuckin' lonely




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