长大后才发现，我不喜欢自己存在的这个世界。
虽然我的世界，有很多的甜甜圈，彩色棒棒糖，一大堆诱人的欢乐，但是我一点都不喜欢这个彩色缤纷的世界。
I love myself, but I just hate my world.
Ya, I just hate the world I mold.
外表光鲜又如何？内心只会越来越空洞和空白。
心里安静得只刮着刺骨的寒风，四处一片白色，无止无尽。
Everything you need to do is just take it easy.
你说。
我好像穿透了我们所经历过的心情，而你好像理解那现实带给我们的残酷，现实的迷宫，到底最后给了我们什么，又夺走了什么？一直永无止尽的用贪婪追逐着。
I was sad actually. I know I seems happy about my life, and I know I should be grateful for every single thing I had. But I was upset with it, nothing makes me cry, but either nothing makes me laugh. Happiness couldn't stay any longer within me, they just come, and drift away, in a very quick way. It just gone. Take away something that I dream that I own it.
And I wanna tell you, something that I finally realize: You couldn't save me, you couldn't cure me. It's the biggest pain in my life. I had a wound that no one could touch, and it couldn't makes me die.
