Yes, I am the night, a horrible night, a dark night that I can't see clearly. But last night, where was I and where was my heart? Why do I feel so drunk and tired? Where have I been? Have I lost my memory? Why are all those things that happened before so confusing? Why do I always feel that there is a world of difference between me before and me now? Why, why don't the bits and pieces in my memory look like what I did? Why, why am I so confused now? I asked God, and he told me that people can change, the body remains unchanged, and the soul remains unchanged. I don't understand. Did I really leave then? I remember before, I never knew what fear was. I dare to do what I want. I didn't hesitate, I didn't worry, I was so comfortable, so chic, so desperate, just for the goal. But now I am so confused. Although every day is richer and more comfortable than before, my heart is empty. Now I have everything, but I don't have the strength and courage to struggle before. Where did I go last night? Where have I been? Did I go drinking? Why is my memory so confusing? Why is my memory so false? Why am I so different from me last night? So different.
I didn't seem to do anything beautiful and gentle last night. It just exists in my memory, so fake, so hypocritical, so decadent, so confused. My eyes are blurred. What is all this for, so fragile? Now I am so decadent. I tried my best again last night. I want to have the desperate spirit and courage of last night. But now I seem to have grown up overnight and become so hesitant and concerned.
I should try to give up, shouldn't I? Forget last night and start over with a cautious person. For the sake of a better tomorrow, who am I to miss last night? I must set out for a better tomorrow. Come on!
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