It’s hard to me.
I have no choice to live,
without choice to die, either.
So I try to make more choices
between living and death.
About what I eating,
what I wearing,
What kinda house I live,
how to move,
Who I gonna with,
And the most important is:
Who I wanna be.
I hope that I can listen to many people whom talking about their self.
But I can’t.
I just wanna go.
I know that is wrong.
But I am out of control.
Mrs. CHAN said that I’m not the kinda girl whom look very pretty.
“The people like us just keep normal,
That’s it.”
But it’s real?
I’m not sure about that.
I believe that life like to play POK丏ON.
I try to catching someone.
How many balls I have?
How accurate am I to lose?
Should I keep going?
OR JUST LET IT GO?