how it’s hard for me to fake a smile everyday. how it’s hard for me to think of my answer every time they ask me “how are you?”. I wish they know how it feels to be so alone. I want to share my thoughts with someone, I think he should be too far away from me right now.
I’m sick of my feelings and emotions. They are like straight lines that doesn’t change. It don’t have the ups and downs, it’s just a plaintive life.
Soon , I’ll have a normal life. I don’t know when, but as long i’m breathing and trying to see the purpose of my everyday life, i’ll stop struggling.
If no one cares, then I have myself.



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