We always hide our truest selves under our skins. We hate worldly souls and feel anxious. The voices in our hearts are nothing but screams and shouts, but also whispers of despair. We are born ordinary and want to be detached from the world, but we are fettered by cowardice and heavy self-esteem emotions. I don't know whether it's pitiful or ridiculous, but no one can really see through you. The secrets in your heart want to talk to others, but because of the existence of the monster "society", they have to be buried in darkness layer after layer. And your cowardice makes you dare not even light a lamp, just because you are afraid of being dirty and illuminated...