I stood in the center of the stage, surrounded by glow sticks and shouts. I immersed myself in the lives of various characters. I can laugh, I can cry, I can be free and easy, but that's not me. Because there is a hole in my heart, no matter how happy I was in the last second, it will dim in an instant, and no amount of lights can illuminate it.
I have been living with suffocation, thinking that life would be like this, until someone came and she tore a hole in my life, and the air came in in big mouthfuls. And she is like oxygen melting in the air, entering the lungs first and then the heart.
Concept: Sometimes, salvation is not given by relatives, but by strangers