Today is a fine day. The sunny sky created an immense contrast within me. I’m feeling strange, an emotion which I would never encounter before I was here, something that I will never take it seriously in the past, simply because they NEVER appear. They DON’T.
This feeling is excruciating. I’ve tried my best but it is in vain. I found no way to pull myself apart from it, even though I realized that once it happens, the impact is beyond what I can bear. I can’t stop it. Perhaps I haven’t learned the method to do so.
Previously, I used to be a talkative one, but now I had learnt to bury every single thought of mine. I’m the innocent one before, but now I’m the one who makes things complicated. Before that, I got contented easily, but now everything seems to be unattainable.
Flashing back, the former “me” appears to be the naive one. Looking forward, the later “me” is much more complex. Think deeper, the current “me” DO helped me a lot in adapting the environment. Despite so, I’d prefer to remain. The fact is, I can’t.
I don’t want to, yet the atmosphere is suffocating. Finally, I’ve found an alternative. There’s something such as “pretend to be”…
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