I am prone to allergies
Allergies to grief
often
Down in the dumps
Want to cry
I couldn't cry again
I'm easily confused
Confused about the future
Stand at a fork in the road
Look left and right
I don't know how to decide
I'm easy to forget
Forgetting about pain
Forget about the old pain
New wounds were added
It hurts and it hurts
I'm easily soft-hearted
Be soft on others
Wronged yourself
Fulfill others
Bear two faces under one hood
……
Such a me
I don't want it anymore
Just let me
Throw away the veil of camouflage
Wipe away the tears of sadness
The scars of suffering are revealed
Put on your new outfit
Start again
look for
The self in the heart
