嗯, 我今年Year 2喇. 

融入了同學的圈子.

成為了大家眼中的 "逗逼型學霸".

或許, 我已漸漸走過當初的陰影. 

可是, 情緒病再次不請自來.

現在的我, 走不動了.

再也感受不到快樂, 亦感受不到家人朋友對自己的關愛.

我只感到, 肩膀上有千千萬萬的石頭, 想要壓垮我筋疲力盡的身體.

Once again, I feel like I'm abandoned, I'm worthless, I'm hated by every single person.

Suicidal thoughts keep coming back.

and for some reason, I'm too scared to reach out.

I'm hurting and I'm scared, I really do.

Seems like self harming is my only way out,

and let my physical pain covers the emotional pain.

Each scar,

represents a fight with my demon

that I lost.

Gtg, time to take my meds.