Series of works dedicated to my friend struggling with mental illness. Her poem inspired me to show pain, the inevitable pain that insists and stuggle to identify the cause of the problem.

"Actually"
Actually
You don't want to tell people a lot
I seem to be quite passionate and fun
And let it remain that way
When you start to open up to people, a lot of them want to run away
It's hard to hear about someone's pain
Cause it's like standing in the middle of the river
And the whole dam breaks right in front of you
This water covers you and drags you to the bottom
I'm calm, quiet, quite sad
I have something to tell the world, but it won't hear me
This is another story of a thousand-faced hero
And there are a lot of them
And everything I'll say has already been said
Everything l'll make
is already predicted
If I had to describe myself from the outside,
I would highlight a few key traits, but they all come down to following:
I see two truths in everything
And they are always opposite
Life is beautiful and full of pain
Feelings bring you happiness and tear you into pieces
The world is fascinating
However, why am I in it?