"The ocean of my lost thoughts"

"The Ocean of My Lost Thoughts"

When I briefly deep think,

In the ocean, I feel like to sink.

Maybe because I'm tired of my reality,

So I sleep more, ignoring punctuality.

Honestly, is there any special thing

That provides happiness formed?

Or did I just forget how my sadness could be combed?

Because guess what, my life is too messy,

But I'm not elaborating

As I might sound sassy.

Moving on from that, do you really think I could ever overcome this,

Or devastation is always my path, and no bliss?

I hope someday I stop crying,

Taking things like a strike of lightning:

Bursting out for once,

Feeling like a dunce,

And forgetting as if nothing happened,

Or considering these as a bunce.

I guess in my life, I have depression piled,

That's why to my hide pain, I just smiled.