I knew I had to break the circle

Losing feeling like narrow and alone

I still can’t catch the reflection in the mirror

The bruises on my face never fade, then I realized that I have nothing to lose anymore

Still keeping my anger in the holding cell, still knotted with the past regrets, still being sick of my selfishness

You’ve had the reverie that things get better as you go, but nothing has changed

Dear me 7 years ago, you’re still what you are, and I really hate myself

I blame myself in the past, it helps me getting the sanity back

Aching my anger feels a lot like fear

Swallow words, and exhale deeply

So much tragedy beneath us now

There’re so much tragedy