The failures of a bygone era
Most of these essays were written during their college years
Now it's time to flip through the manuscripts
I even have the feeling of smiling
When I was younger, I felt that every failure was like the end
But now I feel that every failure is growth
That's how life is
Dance and dance and fall
Some people endured the pain and got up and continued to jump
Some people left the scene with red eyes
Only treat the past as a joke in life
(a)
On the eve of graduating from college
Due to those blind confidence in yourself
There is a lack of actual information gathering
and misjudgment of the status quo
I paid a heavy price
As a result, I am still running for survival
Graduation season is a really sad time
I'm deeply white now
escaped the hardships of hard work
You can't escape the hardships of life
Hurt all day long for feelings that you can't ask for
It feels like this is the most painful trough at the moment
I couldn't say anything, and I couldn't rest normally
I really don't know how to deal with everyone
Over the course of the year I felt like an animal
Everything can hit me, and everyone can hunt me
And I felt like I was locked up
I lack all the conditions for a struggle
What I was carrying was not so heavy as I thought
But I felt like I couldn't breathe
I felt like I was on the verge of a breakdown all the time
I felt torn
I felt like something was eating me
I don't feel like I can win
That's it for the rest of my life
How could I be so vulnerable
I really felt like I was going crazy
I felt like I was going crazy
I was even fantasizing that someone would give me a hand
This is me, can I be in such pain?
In fact, every time I find a reason for myself
Think about your feelings and can't let go, and then say give up
You don't even have a room to hold back
And then I think I'm going to get here
After all, it is self-inflicted
(b)
Every time I expect my name to be on those lists
But I don't know why
I can't always get recognition
Do I need help this day?
Is this what it feels like to be hopeless?
The god who looked at me, you fucking told me that this is called despair?
How do I feel paralyzed even in pain?
I can't even get excited about victory?
I felt like I was going to die
It really feels like suicidal
I feel like I'm surviving not living
I'm X fucking you
The brainache always erupts when it's time to die
Are you really going to fucking kill me, that bitch from heaven watching me
I wanted to struggle to grab something
only to find that there was nothing to rely on
I can only rely on myself
Damn it
I'm going to work a little harder
Although I don't know if those efforts are useful or not
But
Horse-ridden
I'll have to give it a try
(c)
Don't care about the mistakes you make, grasp the attachment and go with the flow
Dreams are not lonely trips
Nor is it a painful cultivation
Be free and easy, don't explain anything
Don't prove anything
Learn with curiosity like a child
Ideas don't have to be argued with
Be silent
Respond
Even in the worldly view it must be wrong
Even the use of underhanded means
Victory cannot be given up
Any victory comes at a price
One thing I'm pretty sure of is that I've never liked standing with most people
It's because I hate being assimilated
Also hate that kind of retarded victory
Hate the thrill of not being able to slaughter
Exhausted to the point that I can't help myself
Struggling to the point of losing strength
In fact, people are just animals that are pushed forward
I still can't live a normal life
There is still a lot of serious pickiness about the opposite sex, and another talk has collapsed
Forgive me
I still can't adapt to this life
I don't know how many days this is
I don't know how many of them are
I don't know how many gallons of clear water will be needed to calm the tears and sweat in the process.
Forgive me
It's such a pretentious and low-end animal