I Use My Years to Sacrifice My Life

Who said that youth is a worry-free poem? Fake! It's all fake! The heart of youth is actually duckweed without roots. A heart eager to grow up and afraid of maturity! Entering university, getting close to society, liking habits, and fearing changes; Constantly repeating the established rules, year after year, year after year. … It can be seen that in this passing time, the years have paid tribute to the youth, and the youth has confused the glitz.