No matter how hard I try to understand my own circumstances,
the point that I finally get to is always "Why am I like this?"
I wanted to be special, no, I wanna be even more.
I wanna be a person who everyone else is not like.
I wanna be stronger than I am now.
Is it wrong to refuse your help?
Is it wrong to do what I want to?
Is it wrong to live alone?
I envy my friends.
I envy the famous.
I envy families.
To be special is not that hard, I suppose, but it's not as same as the one I have expected.
If someone could answer my question, please go ahead raise your hands.
"Why am I like this?"