Once again my mind is broken,
The bright happy memories of last summer that I thought were so strong and immortal,
Are now distant and clouded,
It seems like the the vivid colours of happiness and peace have faded and fractured,
Just like autumn leaves that turn-the colour is erased like it never existed,
Nothing looks as bright or warm or inviting,
Washed in sepia tone it sure is drab and more foreboding,
I'm a prozac nation mess,
All my dreams, aspirations, I wanted to succeed yet now I can't even...