To think.. I cannot say anything. After all, I lying to my self.

This feeling is.. Yeah..

      No one know what I feel.

             No one ever understand me.

   My fears.    My tears.   Is everything no one can ever understand.

The reason why my fears is appeared is unknow.

      The reason my tears drop is unknow too.

      Lets just DIE. When I die, no one ever care.



I should tell them that I will die. Die from running out of tears.


    Open a new book and start a new story. If there is no happy ending, let's write it again.