I can't describe the feelings I get the day after a rain storm or when the sun sets early in the winter. Happiness and sadness are easy to recognise, but sometimes I have emotions that I cannot identify.
Sometimes I just want to escape the spotlight, and just sit and make music without every one filming me, or judging me.
Just let me breath.
They all say they know me.... but I don't even know myself most of the time. So how can they know me?...
PDnim: yoongi, we need to decide about hair dye for you.
You: *you sigh* ......
PDnim: how about black, they like black. The fans I mean.
You: sure...
PDnim: great! How's the music going?
You: well, I have wrote my part.
PDnim: okay.... Well you need to come and get your hair done, for the photo shoots.
You: okay.....
*you spend hours with people dying your hair, putting on your make up, changing your clothes constantly, and having cameras take thousands of picture of you*.
Jimin: oh yoongi! I'm loving the black hair.
Jungkook: oh yeah, cool hair yoongi.
You: okay...
J hope: he is a bit tired.....Baby yoongi is tired everyone!
You: F off hobi.
J hope: it's just a joke yoongi. You know I love you really! *starts being stupid*
You: stop trying to get attention.
*finally night came, and the member rested. You however, went through everyone's lyrics, dances, and raps. You wanted to make sure they were good*
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FanfictionSuper sad btw. Wanted to make a sad fanfic, just to see how it goes. Like the yoongi love yourself I wrote, this is going to be about his depression. However, this one is a lot sadder. It is also using the real words of min yoongi. Hopefully u will...
