Stuck in the middle of my thoughts

Back to repeat the aggression of twenty-thought, in the inexperienced habit. Repeatedly doing this blunder every single time of my invisible imagination of depression, But no one can besides my side to get out from this weird situations, by the way everyone else has to improve to doing that goes much as can they do effort into get worse my current feelings for this. I cry everyday dive Into this splendor of gentle joy in the agony of strange suffering, I love to swallow this poison to ending me into pain of To be breathed in the loss of blue . How I can enjoy this, when anyone else has to ask me about it, my answer is to them that it’s not so easy or good but i drugged inside this unwanted habits of my life. I am always thinking about to others happiness not mine, it’s made my world of my depression. I forgot about to pampered myself to learn like a queen of my own kingdom of this world. Thoughts rounded up and down in my mind, then it’s killed me when I so amazing along, it’s swallow my loneliness in the silent night.