Am I being too selfish, too self-centered? I don't know why, but I feel like an utter failure in life. I couldn't even do a trivial thing properly. I can't even read a simple score. I don't know why, I like to be alone. But sometimes, I wish someone will be there for me. But, sadly, there's no one.

The perfect one? What nonsense, there's no such thing as perfect... Things, people, that are once mine, are gradually leaving me. What's their problem, I don't know. Have I been too inactive, or is it you're the one that giving me that cold shoulder? I don't know. Oh gosh. There's a lot things that's still ravel. I want solutions, I need solutions. I can't be living in this so 'unsolved life'. Where, everytime, before I make a move in life, I must be very cautious. Why for being cautious? I don't know.

Maybe. You're hinting me to let it go. Maybe the things you're doing now, tells me that I can let it go. I feel like confronting you. But, I'm afraid, you may say it's not and all the 'currently weird actions' are to give me space. Space for studying. You'll say, you wouldn't want to bother me, and other stuffs. Pease, what a good liar you are. Lastly, afterall, I just don't have the courage to give up everything.

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