Living
I am just living here. I am not alive. I don’t have desire either. I don’t have that energy to life. I don’t know why maybe my expectation is too high, but I am not expecting either. I don’t know why I am here. I just kind a waiting but don’t know what do I do waiting for. It is not like someone that pick up me in the end of the road either. I’m too scared to move. I’m just stay still. I don’t know man, I don’t know what I want about this life.