life irony

It'd been a while since i wrote

Instead, the blog is filled w borrowed voices. 
I always believed that I wasn't much of a writer.

No longer felt as depressed as I was a week back.
Tired of these episodic depressed instances, that comes 
and go. All I can do is to wait for my brain to release 
some endorphins.. How odd to know about one's own
sadness, yet not being able to do anything. 

Decided, I should no longer be so caught up
w my emotions, it's disrupting life. 
But then again, what's life without sentiments?