I see my reflection in the mirror
sitting alone behind the desk
feeling surprised looking down myself
is this me?
...
am I living this life?
...
does God choose this story to make me the main actrees?
I smiled
people always say that I have the most fragile smile
I've been through a lot
it drives me insane
totally insane
but life is a bitch
people have their all suck stories
with a sad ending
so, I smiled again
this fragile smile is strong as an armour
and this miserable life is my shield