Short Story of an Anxious and Depressive PersonA Story by Lizardosomething newI watched behind a wall made of glass. Scenes of my life. The temperature here is cold. It's dark. It's lonely. I want to intervene and help, I do not want to feel useless. I want to prove myself and everyone around me that I can do more. But yet I stand here, looking through the wall of glass in my head. Of what my life could of have been, if I wasn’t stopped by this wall of glass. So easy to break physically, but yet so hard to break mentally. © 2015 LizardoReviews
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