I'm so unsure what's happening. I'm so useless. I don't know how to defend myself. I'm not a social butterfly. I'm so unsure and indecisive of what to do.
The mirror reflects no visual. The room has no ray of lights. Faces are all unfamiliar. Small is in my dictionary. Nightmares haunting me all day. The touch has gone long ago. Everyone seems to have short sighted. The keyboard dislike me. The sun almost killed me. The rain flood my eyes. I find no comfort no where. Everything seems frowning at me if I'm near. Bolster and blanket smells like stranger. I'm such a burden.
Mind you, mind me. It's a freedom of speech cyber world..
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