Sometimes,
Feel that existence does not make sense,
Feel myself is superfluous ,
Feel that i should not be born,
If born should be no heart,
Because when hurt will not bleeding,
when sad will not tears.
Sometimes,
Kind of feeling that myself is superfluous,
really feels like to disappear,
restart after disappear.
Sometimes,
Because friends do not ignore,
Kind of feeling that myself is superfluous,
Want to put myself off, and quietly silent,
Let the time spend it in silence.
Sometimes,
Because there is so much repression ,
Kind of feeling that myself is superfluous,
Want to avoid it and spend in silence.
Because of family , how would there be doubts.
Because of love, how would there be vicissitudes.
Because of friendship, how would there be lonely.
Because of feelings, how would there be sad.
