因為太久都在忙碌與煩躁當中
也沒有再畫出甚麼令人賞心悅目的作品
迷失在追求遠處霧中的的未來
我看起來總是如此的理性、獨立、有想法
但是已經沒有人可以聽我發神經
聽我莫名的大哭
結果床和枕頭才是我最好的朋友
一個人適應新的生活步調好難熬
我把自己放入一個磨練的處境
聰明還是愚笨?
How strong should I be?
Turns out I am not independent at all.
What a disappointing truth!
Mi amor,
I want to tell you so many things, but somehow I can't.
Feel like there is no right time.
We are both so busy.
I am afriad of giving negative emotions to others.
I used to do that but hurt him at the end.
It also broke my heart.
原來信任和愛的人不是和我站在一邊
最後人都還是需要隱藏
You can only be frank and naked to yourself.
