Who am I? Am I a human being? My mind was racing with thoughts.
I was a pile of waste when I was born, and I will also be a pile of waste after I die.
I don't deserve to be in this world at all.
No, I should survive. After all, the world is hell. People like me are only worthy of staying in hell and in the human world, and will never be reincarnated.
I sometimes wonder who the rules are for, and why the rules are set. It seems that as long as the rules are set, people, no matter this group of animals who can only read, seem to abide by them.
However, they forget that animals are animals and they can never learn.
We are all animals.
Intention: We need to change after all