Those long and embarrassing emotions in the dark years are only worthy of being secretly written in a diary and rotting in the heart.
I still laugh heartlessly and make trouble tirelessly
Pretend that there is still a warm and blooming soul under this body
However, today I am nineteen years old
I miss you again
Those memories come flooding back, along with past humiliation, anger, unwillingness, and loneliness.
From the moment I cried bitterly, I knew
Forgetting will not relieve you
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Concept: It's not that you don't want to hear people's words when you hear them, but it's because they are not being spoken to. From the initial cynicism to the intensified cold violence, from the initial dislike to the subsequent isolation of all members, don't encourage others to do good without suffering. I hope my article will awaken more power to face injustice and darkness, to break through, to cry out, and to run towards a brighter future.