I'm afraid of being hurt, is it bad? If it is, I don't know what to do. sorry.

I'm forgetting everything, I don't know what to do, no one cares about, I'm lost, seriously, and no one got it, and no one will ever get it. I must be worried about everyone but me, maybe.

I can't believe in you anymore, I can't decide what to do, what to think, what to make, I'm in a small world, where anyone will never get it. Now, the time that will pass is my only friend, that understand this.

Yes, I have time, Yes, I pass most time here. Yes, my imagination took a break, a big break.

p.s. it will come back, maybe in school tests time.