Happiness is like a jet plane

In my previous update, I had told you about me having fun with my family members, laughing around; well I guess it is just temporary. Happiness does not start with a letter “h”, I think. This is because its hard for me to find it in my dictionary. I am the youngest in my family. So far, both of my sisters did well in their academics and life. I never thought that the burden would come to me, as I am the youngest. Now I realize it is not true! I have carried tons of tons burden in my head especially and my body. I guess I have my answer for my own question in my last post. I am a shining, proud and beautiful, transparent glass. But its starting to crack every single day that I have to go though. Moreover, one fine day, I will break into pieces by pieces. On that time, I will realize that I am fragile. Therefore, it is not easy for me to stick back together. Not even strong elephant glue can fix me. I am thorn. Thorn dangerously deep in. well, I guess I will wait for that time to come and keeps on cracking inch by inch. Adios amigos. A tear is my joy. Smile is my sadness. Keep it into your mind. What that I think and feel you will never notice and know it. Happiness is like a jet plane, in one second, it is gone…

-Depression,NV-