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Sometimes, inexplicably in a bad mood, I don’t want to talk to anyone, I just want to be alone in a daze.
Sometimes, I suddenly feel irritable, feel uncomfortable looking at everything, and panic in my heart, desperately trying to find an exit.
Sometimes, I find that the people around me don’t understand me, and I suddenly feel speechless when facing the people around me.
Sometimes, I feel like I don’t fit in with the world, and the things I have always insisted on change overnight.
Sometimes, I suddenly want to escape from my current life, and I want to pack up my simple luggage and go wandering at all costs.
Sometimes, people suddenly say to you, I think you have changed, and then start to have mixed feelings.
Sometimes, I wish time would stop for me and finish things I haven’t had time to do yet.
Sometimes, I want to hide myself and be vulnerable, and I don’t want others to see my wounds.
Sometimes, I suddenly want to cry, but I can’t cry out of sadness.
Sometimes, in the dead of night, I suddenly feel that it is not that I can’t sleep, but that I stubbornly don’t want to sleep.
Sometimes, when I walk through a familiar street corner and see a familiar back, I suddenly think of a person’s face.
Sometimes, I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don’t know how to express it.
Sometimes, I feel like I own the whole world, but for a moment I feel like I have nothing.
It’s just that sometimes, even though I have many friends around me, I still feel lonely.
Sometimes, I really want to indulge myself, hoping that I will go crazy hysterically.
Sometimes, I can’t find myself suddenly, and I lose myself without a trace.
Sometimes, I feel tired and tired.
Sometimes, I can’t see what my future looks like, and I’m at a loss.
Sometimes, when I hear a song, I suddenly think of a person.
Sometimes, I hope that I can find someone to love myself and long for a sense of security. But when the person who can hurt you appears, you retreat paranoid.
Sometimes, when others misunderstand their own words, they feel depressed and panic.
Sometimes, when someone hurts you, you say it’s okay, but you’re really sad in your heart.
Sometimes, I often struggle with memories, and there are many pasts that I can’t let go of.
Sometimes, it’s easy to be touched by the care of others, but sometimes it’s like a fool.
Sometimes, watching time pass by little by little, let alone sigh, but there is nothing I can do.
In fact, sometimes, I really think so much. . .
Pretend to be silent with friends and talk to strangers. For those who care about you and don’t want them to worry, sometimes, no news is a kind of good news.
In fact, I really want to say “I’m fine”, maybe it’s a lie with my heart
, but I just want to put the brightest side on the homepage of everyone’s impression of themselves. . .
If you lost yourself, remember to pick it up…
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