ThE cAt bORn tO LovE

是我的不小心嗎
還是因為太小心翼翼才會如此
從這兩三百篇的文字隙縫中透露出呼救訊息
But I don't know you and you don't know me
How could you read me out?
How could you do that?
Why could you do something like that to me?
Sorry
I'm angry at myself but thank you
You tought me to be more carefully
Someone wrote that in a song
"Pretent you are happy when you are blue. It is not very hard to do."
Maybe I've swallowed too much inside sorrow that I wanted to share with someone without digesting
I'm thinking
I'm frowning
I'm seeking
I'm being myself
Have I ever changed?
I think that I've been me for such a long time
And I will be me for good