This article is only dedicated to "you" who are somewhat different in the crowd. If you can understand "my" inferiority and aloofness, then "I" will regretfully tell you that "we" are the same kind.
"We" all still have a willful child living in our hearts who is unwilling to grow up. He cannot integrate into society and cannot see through reality. He would rather live in the vacuum called "self" for the rest of his life.
Block out all the blows and ridicules around you, face the world bravely and alone, seeming to be fighting something for yourself.
Maybe, maybe, just to let myself live a little freer, sometimes even "I" myself can't see through myself.
But it doesn't matter, "I" still love myself like this, and I don't want to give up on myself like this yet.
Just because of this, I can still hold my head high and continue to live pretending to be happy and contented...
When you read this short self-report, please don't doubt "my" sincerity, because "I" have been using a nearly calm and objective perspective to truly tear myself apart for you to see.
I very much hope that "I" is no longer a person, and "I" can meet "you" who understand "me" in the next moment.
Concept: In the world, maybe they are all the same kind, maybe they are not the same kind