My biggest step to move on could have been decided earlier.

Now, I find myself different. I tend to look at the sadder side of life. Things that I treasured, no longer the same. Things that I find interesting, no longer interest me. Things that I trust, no longer trusting.

I find myself suspicious of every single little thing. I doubt facts, and I choose to believe otherwise. If you tell me you are human, I'll probably choose to believe that you flew to Earth in an UFO. Well, that sorta makes the point.

I don't know how to believe anymore. Especially when I thought I can give it a chance, it'll always prove otherwise.

So, tell me. What kind of person am I?

If I were you, I would have hated me and wouldn't want to have anything to do with me.

I wish I could have been tougher so these little happenings doesn't eat me out alive. However I am not. Thus, I'm just gonna sit here and let all my woes eat me out, alive.

再见了，我的所有。 。 。