I don't know where I came from, and I don't know where I'm going. It seems like I was born here, but I don't seem to belong anywhere.
After all, what is the purpose of life? No relatives, no friends, no goals. To me, life seems meaningless for people like me.
Sometimes I think that this is the end of it, find a quiet place with no one, in a quiet time, not to cause trouble to others, and end my boring life.
But as soon as I think about the pain of death, I shrink back again.
I'm afraid of pain, maybe I'm just a timid person.
I want to escape.
Intention: happy ending