Sadness.

I chose to quit elaboring stuff I don't understand about and stuff that makes me sad. I can't think of a better word than "sad" because there is no other. It's when my lower lips get thicker and my eyes always look down. Oh, and my eyebrows, of course, curve as if I was those Teddy Bears from the 80's. That's sadness, and people notice. The worst part is when they ask you why are you "like this". Sadness is a shame. You never want to say the word. Never want to explain what makes you that way. In fact, changing face would be perfect, but it's impossible to make the shadowed eyes go away. That's when you say: 

"It's nothing. I'm okay. Seriously."

Nobody believes. Nobody leaves you. Nobody gets their sights out of you. They want to know, to ask, to understand why is your "heart broken". And it's unecessary. It just happens that you don't feel like talking. You want to think and cry. Just be alone with a television in front of you, because televisions are the cure for instentaneal sadness. You criticize everything in it, because it is a bad resource of interesting facts. It's the best moment to watch it, only to put the world away and say: "fuck this shit, there are worst stuff in this world than myself, you know?".