Everything’s on my mind But I’m really empty Everything’s on my mind But I’m really empty

a poem showing daily struggles while travelling in a crowded bus a poem showing daily struggles while travelling in a crowded bus

I think about this too much that at times I forget how to breathe. My anxiety is like a man in a... I think about this too much that at times I forget how to breathe. My anxiet...

Feeling alone in this Crowded world Feeling alone in this Crowded world

How you feel when you find yourself alone in a crowded place? How you feel when you find yourself alone in a crowded place?

Upon their internal call, we need to break that block wall. Upon their internal call, we need to break that block wall.