Walking every step forward is like a dried flower falling onto the path.
yet i walk forward, not wanting to give up, yet wanting to give up. The strange feeling had me rushing towards somewhere so deep. The sight of my shadows made my night darker,
yet there is no one, spending time alone walking no where,seeking for help when there is no sun out there. made my final decision, TO KILL MYSELF. its too traumatic, what to do when everyone around you betrayed you , what to do when someone you gave your heart to, ended up being the one to stab it. It hurts knowing that, your teddy bear has turned into a robot. i walked away and away, far from the flower field. Even if my butterfly...