The water in the eyes is dry,
This pain of life, Can't handle
Like someone is slowly removing the skin from the body,
Where there was the hope of infidelity,
there was a stumbling block of infidelity,
What should I do?
Where should I go?
To whom should I tell my pain?
I feel ashamed when someone laughs at me,
The embarrassment that hollows me out even more,
Like my life has become a joke,
I keep asking myself questions,
After all, how long will you keep being a joke like this?
Maybe someone can feel my pain
Maybe someone can measure the dark depth of my life,
Maybe someone can rewrite the pages of the book of my life.
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