I don't know who I am or where I'm going;
Wandering at will, rising and falling;
I am a spectator of life, sitting in the corner of the last row of the movie theater;
Look at the colorful lights and the noise;
I cannot blend in with joy, nor can I enjoy loneliness;
I don't understand myself, nor do I understand others;
Unable to express my hobbies, but always ready to put on a smile;
My story is very different from the novel,
There is no free and unrestrained youth, nor vigorous love;
I am immersed in the past, even though it is pale and feeble to think about it;
But I still have to try,
Listening to fairy tales, I believe we will be like in fairy tales, where happiness and joy are the endings.
Purpose: I hope we can all find ourselves, embrace ourselves, and please ourselves