Please send my soul back to the mental hospital.
It has long been unbearable, shattered.
It has been running, but always choked by sadness.
It has the greatest dreams, but cannot fall into the pale world.
It wants to love everyone, but always gets hurt.
It has tried to leave, but lacks the courage to face the darkness again.
Please let it abandon everything and return to those carefree days.
Those were days without a sky.
But there were white and blue.
Those were days without freedom, dreams, or a future.
But there was music, books, and antidepressants.
Only there can it truly enjoy them.
Instead of using them to escape reality.
Only there can it find some solace.
So,
I beg you,
send my soul back to the mental hospital.