a rather pessimistic poem about being privileged
Would you consider the family you were born into as your blood or do you define your family, your blood, based on personal relations?
On the first day of 2018, my family and I went to KL Tower for lunch. Here are the things we did.
Envy is a cruel plague
It seeps through your eyes
and into your head
When I was a teenager, my knowledge on mental health was probably only to the extent of the word “Depression”. Perhaps it was mostly because I was trying to label this intense sad and lonesome feeling I was experiencing, and the words “sad” and “lonesome” couldn’t quite cut it.