I don't know since when this gloomy circumstances came into my soul. But it really hurts. The night is the hard time, the more I know people, the more  I discover that I am not alone. But no... not all of them, just few. The sadness sometimes makes me can't breath, but the tears won't come out. It feels like I'm the only one who capable to save myself, because people have their own business...
I don't know why I see the evilness in some people, I know they never mean to hurt me nor other person, even some have a meaning. But again no.... not all of them.
This is so exhausting.