forget how wonderful the ocean is
cause you’ve never been in it
you don’t know what it feels like
to be wrapped in an infinite pool of waterforget how romantic Paris is
cause you’ve never been there
you’ve only admired her from a distance
via the eyes of Woody Allenforget how poignant your love was
you’ve never unraveled the deepest core of you
your heart is open
only never seems to be longforget the fashion trend
you never need it
it’s only an image corporate markets what you to become
you don’t need clothes to sparkle for youforget the news
you never witness it in your eyes
you only learn part of it
via the voice of a reporter
who learns it from a passerby
who only discloses what he wants you to knowforget the elation of success
cause it’ll never free you from a system built to enslave you
it only means you’re standing on other people’s failure
just because they haven’t had the advantages you have hadforget this poem
it doesn’t change anything
we are ceaselessly part of this mad, mad world
no matter we like it or not
but don’t forget kindness
don’t forget love
my arms and hands look green today it’s really fucking weird.

Blue bird, Vojtěch Preissig. (1873 - 1944)



(Source: disconte-nt)


(Source: liiba)

This is heartbreaking. As a person who has suffered and still is suffering from depression I can surely say it made me stop and watch this for such a long time. Why should anyone feel sorry for “having” depression? You don’t have depression first of all. Depression “has” you in some kinda weird way. And it’s never your fault. Never and in no fucking way. Don’t be sorry. Don’t let anyone make you apologize for feeling this way. Nobody wants depression. Nobody needs it. Nobody. With no exception. Don’t ever ever apologize.





