The feeling of deep frustration tortures my life everyday.
I can hardly recover from the mental disease in any way.
This is not what I want, but it keeps haunting me.
Maybe the life of a homeboy, the one I lived 2 years ago, suits me best.
God wants me to know that romance is something unreachable for me, so he makes it a sad story every time I tried to seek it.
Why do you treat me like this? Are you happy for that?
Now I am losing the stength to socialize.
Getting along with a group of friends scares me.
I closed the door of my mind, locking myself in misery.
Feel like my life is ruined in some sense.
Who is my life saver? I need help...