My life? It's nothing. Build from broken pieces. Only to get shattered and becoming smaller, just like my world. No colors exist in it, only white and black. Pathetic, I know and i am trying to paint it with colors, colors i never saw, but...but... i want to be normal, I want to be like everyone else. I hate being different, I don't want to be different. I wanna be happy, i want to have a happy family, i want to have true friendships, i want to fall in love in love, but what is even love? Missing them? Or waiting to talk with them i no longer know, i wish i knew.
