Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited

Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent, Dispirited

Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited

Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited

Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited

Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited

Yeah thats how I feel at the moment on this brightly lit afternoon. The blazing disk in the sky only adds to the blatant Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited feelings in me. I am not sure why I am feeling this way yet again. Thought I was over this phase. I guess NOT! Shitters..

I wonder what happened to me? Wasn't I the little fairy that danced and laughed whenever she wanted? Was I not the childish lighthearted one? Wasn't I the one that loved to smile and to make others smile in return? Who cracked jokes which werenn't funny but made others laugh just cos? Why am I just so restless and Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited now? Is this the process of growing up? Because if this is, that I don't really want to grow up.

Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited. I just want to go back into Popiah mode. I feel so overdressed and stupid at the moment. I feel like discarding all my clothes and burning everything I own. Everything that bonds me and has a hold on me, that way I have nothing to live for and can leave as and when I want? yeah.. I think things would be simpler than.

* The Deflated, Disheartened, Disconsolate, Discontent and Dispirited DreamWeaver goes to light a match but can't find any. Her lighter has run out of freakin gas.. sigh...