Darkness may be light, and light may be darkness. Everyone lives in darkness, in dark and damp alleys, in small dark and cramped rooms, in cold and dark basements or on dance floors with dazzling lights, and in dark hearts. I live there.
I am both a cat and a mouse. I am active on the dance floor at night, as charming and enchanting as a cat. During the day, I am active in the darkness, as disgusting and smelly as a mouse. I had a voluptuous figure, scantily clad clothes, and seductive makeup. I only had a smile on my face, but I was mentally numb. Why? Why is everything happening? I want to ask too. I want to ask God, why is my life so dark? I want to ask her, why did she let me come to this world? I want to ask them, why was I born low? I want to ask myself, why do I live in such pain? Why persist? What are you insisting on? What I want to ask most is why he gave me light and then took it back.
He is my light, my hope, my everything and I love him more than anything.
Intention: The world cannot erase the ultimate love.