it's just me~

In fact, there has been no one understands me.

I used to pretend to be strong,

alone accustomed to the face of all ...
I do not know in the end go nuts.
Sometimes I am very happy to speak with everyone,

can be very presumptuous;
But no one knows, but that is disguised,

it is deliberately disguised
I can make myself
very happy ,
But can not find the source of happiness, just giggle

I'm not used to things and people say,

because I'm not used to others looking at me with pity.
In fact, I treasure the people around,

but the pressure of living so

I'm good at forgetting, forgetting those memories by-pass

I think im can make myself  happier forgotten ...
However, I feel it is more lonely ...

Night comes, the air around the cold ...
Alone sitting on the grass towards the sky trance ...
Do not know what my mind was thinking ...

Yearning the past, nothing more ..

I very tired, really want to put down all the ...
But the pressure of reality only so I carried them slowly ...

When found, I no longer love to write the blog,

even if the latest blog,

the front will bring a [transfer] ...
I did not become lazy, but I'm tired ...

Online is to pass the lonely;
Stealth, in order to avoid disappointment;

just like that

I do not like chasing, but want to jump the same as beforefrom
When I let myself be silent,
But would like to know more about the

so-called friends around
I like very quiet in a very quiet night, turn out

the light to silence my parcel,

but afraid of the night ...

Happy Or disappointed

Sometimes, lonely pick up the phone

open address book,

over and over again ...
But do not know who to call
No matter how good things are lost in the day,  

And then have forgotten the deep memory of the day.