When I was young, I thought that I am just an ordinary kid. I thought playing alone is what an ordinary kid do. I'd never experienced playing outside or even playing with another human being.
I heard things I never wanted to hear.
I see things I've never wished to see.
I can feel everything.
The rotation of the earth, the ocean, the air and the fire.
I'm jailed in this room. The room of loneliness, sadness. Unfortunately, this is my home.
I'm tired of my life's cycle. That's why I've decided to see the real world. I thought living in the real world is the best thing to do.
But... I was wrong. Entering this world is the worst thing that ever happened to me.
Still, reality sucks.
In this world, I've discover the real thing about myself.
In this world, I've met the one who made my heartbeat fast.
In this world, I've met the reason for my existence.
In this world, I've lost everything...
How can I forgive them, when I can't even forgive myself?
How can I trust someone, when I don't even trust myself?
How can I love them back, when I can't even love myself?
How can I save our love, when even us can't save ourselves?
How can I fight for us, when you're even against us?
How can I love you, when you would be the one to kill me?
