Many times, I would rather be sad by myself.
Can't bear to see others sad,
When I look into other people's eyes
I'm careful,
Because I'm always afraid that people will look down on me,
Or, unhappy because of me,
Although this is very tiring.
but
I don't want to change the reality because I'm afraid of losing it.
I know it's not good. My life is a mess, and I am very uneasy.
Many times, I found myself so sad,
I only know why I have to live so tired.
People around you, things around you,
Sometimes I can't face myself,
Repeat the same life every day,
Often come and go alone.
Always pretending to be strong in front of others,
But I'm just torturing myself.
Others say, blame yourself, you can't figure it out.
Make yourself so sad.
Maybe.
Many times, I often stare at something alone.
I don't know what I was thinking. What's worth thinking about?
But I just can't control my thoughts,
I always like to enjoy my loneliness quietly and alone.
People around me who care about me, people I love, people who hate me,
Maybe none of you can understand my sadness,
Always wrap yourself up for you to see,
I'm just afraid that you will see my weakness and my sadness.
I always work hard and pretend,
Because people who don't want to care about me worry about me,
People who don't want to care about me love me,
I don't want people who hate me to look down on me,
That's why I use thorns like hedgehogs to guard against people who want to get close to me.
For fear of being hurt by others,
But when the thorns on my body fell off one by one,
I can't protect myself anymore. Pretend.
All that remains is fragmented pain.
It's okay, it's okay.
I don't think I can do it!
Because, I have no determination to be strong,
I'm not who I used to be,
I just want to laugh too much.
I often persuade others, which is easy to do.
But when I do it myself, I find it difficult.
But I can't convince myself,
Can't change the tears that are resolutely shed!
Can't change that heartbreaking sadness.
If I can change, I am willing to try.
I want to live my own life,
I want to face it bravely,
I want to live well,
I want to, really want to,
If it's really possible ...
I like reading a sad diary.
I like the feeling of being moved, because I can shed tears.
I like to sit alone in front of the computer and keep a diary.
I like people's concern for me.
I am eager to be with my relatives and friends.
I hope to see her smile at me.
I am eager to see her come and talk to me.
I like talking nonsense, because I can forget all my troubles for a while.
I like the feeling of being crazy enough to forget everything.
I like to be alone and think.
I like listening to songs and being moved to tears by myself.
I like to watch everyone laugh happily at work.
I like to imagine what tomorrow will be like, because I am afraid of losing it.
I like to care about one's feelings. Although I feel sad sometimes, I firmly believe that one day she will care about me.
I like the feeling that others care about me.
I like to be cared about, so I feel valuable.
I like to see that people I care about can be happy. I'll be happy, too
I like to think before going to bed, thinking. ...
I like the feeling of crying because I feel more comfortable. ...
I'm just an ordinary me, nothing special.
Without any advantages, ...
I like gambling very much.
In the eyes of others, he is just a boy who likes gambling and hates it.
My world belongs to blue,
It's hard to be really happy.
I have my excessive demands.
I just hope I can be happy every day.
I just want the people I care about to be happy.
I just hope that the people I care about can care about me.
I just hope my friend can be happy all his life.
I only hope that my efforts can be rewarded a little.
I just hope that the people I care about can care about me.
I just hope that I can always love the person I love.
I just hope that when I am lost and sad,
There will also be someone who can give me some comfort.
I just hope the people I care about don't forget me.
Care about how tired a person is
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?
How hurtful is this sense of loss? ...
She may never find out,
Maybe I don't care.
People will laugh at me behind my back. Laugh at me.
..... don't think so much.
but
Still remember.
I choose to be strong.
I don't know when the tears will flow.
My heart still hurts.
Tears ... tired.
There is no reason, just care. ...
head