This personality is getting the best out of me.
Nothing people say will affect me anymore.
I am someone without a sense of guilt, but with plenty of regret.
By the time I reach out, I get slammed down.
Something called ranting is non-existent.
I've hurt too many people.
This soon to be rejected apology lingers on my mouth.
Being hurt, being misunderstood and being judged.
Three verbs to describe me.
I'm here, that's all.
That's all...
...
Then I thought to myself.
Perhaps.
Just, maybe, perhaps.
There is a way out.
There is.
三十六计，走为上计。
