But worry not, because life constantly flows

There are times when she is not okay
As if the world turned upside down
As if the world hates her very own self
A friction between her and her very own self
Times when she's feeling distressed
By the hollowing anxiety
By the pressure from her very own self
Could she ever be at peace with her own self?
Could she ever stop worrying and being scared of everything?
Could the unpleasant, vexatious things go forever?


From her who's emotionally unstable and trying to fix the wreckage