In fact, I think I am going to crazy.
I am still tired.
TIRED
I have not recovered from all those sorrow and pain.
All those things which drove me crazy still influence me a lot.
There are too many things that I can’t change.


Too hard to live.
Too difficult to laught.


I keep wasting my life
even though there are lots of works waitting for me to solve.


I have not found my power back yet.

Is it for real that a better future do exist?



Well,
the little girl who hid in the closet
is still in the closet.
She doesn’t want to face this cruel world.



No body saved her.
It was just a sweet dream.

Do not cry, my dear.
It was a sweet dream.