The night is always beautiful, isn't it?
I am a not pretty girl, I should still dare to call myself a girl.
In the eyes of others, I am always egoistic, special, even a little perverted, hypocritical, and pretentious.
In fact, I can take off my disguise, right? But I don't dare. I'm asking for something extravagantly, I'm not beautiful, no one likes me, just the simplest kind of recognition. Without these disguises, I am afraid of being shattered by reality.
I had no chance to excel.
What will it be like if I take off these things? I will become ordinary and have nothing.
Sorry, I can't let go.
I will keep going like this without looking back. I don't know the outcome, but I won't regret it even if I die.