(1) I smile and look at everyone around you. It is a smile in a hidden, two extreme intersections. I have forgot how to cry. A person is sitting in the corner, I have no expression of cold walls in the face, and I will draw the only heat of hot tea in my hand. Looking at the laughing crowd, still smiling, my sadness no one knows.
(2) The blood continues from the wound on the hand, I forgot pain, let the fresh blood fall on the floor. Suddenly, I found my blood is not bright red, and its color is the same as loneliness. I have forgotten the color of lonely. Open the door, I smelled the winter's breath, but my heart couldn't sleep, in the cold wind, the naked heart was torn, hurting numb, lost the feeling. (3) I am with the same country as the country, which may be a fate. I put a candle in the dark, and the faint flame gently jumped, it was a silent heartbeat. The candle is full, the darkness is swallowed with me, no resistance, no struggle. I have already used it to the dark. Walking alone in the middle of the night, my world is still only myself, cold and helpless spread, I am with pain. (4) The boiling water is kept hot, I looked at it, and my thoughts flew away from my body. What am I thinking? what else can I do? Constantly ask yourself, did not answer. I have been used to questioning myself. There is no thought, but there is breathing, breathing clearly, I can listen to my heartbeat. Powerfully, I still live. (5) Open the computer, hear the mouse and keyboard to make a crisp sound in the quiet night. No one on QQ. Suddenly someone requested the authentication, in his self-introduction column, I saw a quite reason: /// "Because I am bored, I get online, but I am more lonely! ///" I don't hesitate, I Hold the mouse to press /// "Verify ///", then go offline, turn off the computer. Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling in the eyes, keeping the sentence. It turned out that I have been used to boring. (6) My life is meaningless, my life is not happy, because helpless, because of ruthlessness. Without the goal, I live in my own unique way, live in my own world. Walking on the road, don't pay attention to the guidance and cold eyes, I still walk forward, my face is still a smile. The passengers in life, why do you want to think about whether you are just my passenger? Remembering you, I put a smile, stopped, look up, not blue, is a lonely color. I can't force yourself not to miss you. (7) The nest is on the sofa, and use his hand to stop with the temple, and the habitual migraine is hit by me. There is a glass of ice water and analgesics on the table, I didn't touch them, close my eyes, and feel the pressure brought to me. I have been used to torture yourself. The cold hand suddenly felt warm, it turned out to be hot tears, I thought I had no tears. (8) Angel has wings, I don't, so I am not an angel. The devil has magic, I don't, so I am not a devil. I have, is helpless, desperate and loneliness. The hope of the heart and the desperate struggle, the winning is helpless. I have learned to accept helplessness and I want to have no choice but to compromise. ... The disadvantage of angel is too kind, the shortcomings of the devil are too evil, my shortcomings are too weak. (Nine) Gently close your eyes, put it hard, breathe without your air. Is freedom? Still thinking? I can't answer myself, I didn't have your air so thin. I also learned to adapt to the weakness of the air.
Laugh, cry, noisy, have trouble, now I need it, just indifferent. (10) The bright sunshine is on my body through the window. Open your eyes and gently gently gently gently gently, I was on the quilt, I am going to continue to be interrupted. Once the dream is awakened, it cannot be continued. I get angularly from the bed, my hands, my hair is sloppy. wake up. I shook my head in myself, I was desperate to accept the reality and greeted a new day. I am used to a constant life. (11) /// "The back is true, people are fake, there is nothing to stick, you are not you, I am not me, sad is true, tears are fake, there is no cause, one hundred years There is no me too .// "I seem to have seen you, but I just touched a blank. I know that you will still be you after a hundred years, just less my thoughts. (12) The wind blows my hair, I don't care, slowly walk in the streets of the winter. I am numbly, a little blurred, faintly seeing you in front of me, step by step, you are getting farther and farther away from me. I am desperate to run wild, know that you disappear in front of me. Put the footstep and breathed the mouth, I started laughing, laughing my own stupid, laughing my own stupid. (13) In the room, the book is full of a whole table, I am sitting in front of the book, and sighing. Silently, I suddenly stood up, reached out, gratifying the boring book, throwing out of the wall around, and then falling himself on the bed. For a long time, I got up and picked those books, put it on the table, and smiled without helping, buried myself into the book. (14) On the table, I deeply buried my face into my own arms, and my tears came out. I am constantly doing deep breathing, trying to fluctuate in my heart, but I can't do myself. (Fifteen) I unloaded hypocritical smile and put a tired face. Still with your attachment, just I have learned hidden. ... My life is still as calm, the only fluctuating is tears when you want you. Temptation, our distance is calculated in light years
