Here are some unspeakable thoughts of mine:
# Relocate your spot, gather with your fellow friends. I've got nothing but solitude wrapping my mind.
# Of course, there is something wrong with me if I don't talk like you.
# At least I tried to be myself. Not to impress other people by becoming who they want me to be.
# I didn't mean to be like that. Hell, I even didn't want it. I was under a great pressure. You are the great pressure.
# Don't play police with me. I'm certainly not a detainee, nor a witness you can interrogate.
# Sometimes the atmosphere alone is powerful enough to push me down. I've lost my self confidence.
# I am an observer; trying my best to absorb your silliness, transport it to my empty heart, and perceive its warmth.
# I'm not wishing upon a well. I'm not relying on shooting stars. I have faith in waiting. For someone who understands my universe and participates in it.
# This is how I describe you in one word: warmth.
Some random moods, huh?
Oh, and please note that these people I mention as 'you', are not the same ones.
