Wake up to unbearable music. Get up. Eat breakfast. Get ready. Put the mask on. Start acting. Get through this school day. Go home. Get yelled at for no reason. Depression arrives. Keep playing fake. Go to my room. Take the mask off. Cry internally. Utopian scenarios playing in my head. Hide it. Act like a normal human. Slowly go insane. Draw to let it all out. Lose my emotions. Write in a book. Live of video games and memes. Put the mask back on to eat diner. Wash myself. Brush my teeth. Go to bed. Prey that the next day is better. Prey. Always prey. Nothing happens. Temporary white flag. Want to end it all. Do not have the courage. Want to evade from this life. Dream. Relapse. Sleep or stay awake. Vicious cycle that is my life. A rputine leading to inside suicide. 1 day out of 100 is onay. The rest is as described.