So what?

Multiple factors combine together to lower your spirits and all you want is to break down and cry.
But then crying is also not possible because you have to hide your tears too.
Not even in the darkness of your bedroom.
Not even in the privacy of your workplace.
So you move on and try to find an escape in the form of  writings or sleep.
That is what I have been doing for sometime.
So what now when sleep is no more compassionate towards you?
So what if your words had already abandoned you for good?
So what if in this whole wide world you can not find any one to share your self with?
So what?

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