The day since i ever know who am i,
the day i ever gain conciousness,
every part of has fall to pieces,
because this world seems to me,
full of cruelity,
full of betrayal,
full of agony,
and full of the sufferings.

I trust no one,
i only trust myself,
i live in my own world,
surviving only on my own.

The pain that occured,
the lives that vanished,
the death of humans,
the incomplete portions of life,
and the hatred i hold,
is what kept me moving on until today..

-=Qing+Long=-