I think you took my words too lightly. I'm not happy even if I try to be. Every time I build something, a strange wind shatters it completely. I look happy. But something from inside is just eating me. I'm running away every day insanely. Now I feel my sadness is just mentally. I'm not normal. I can't let things just to be. My enemy is living inside my head and talking to me. I think you took my words a little too lightly
