Hello world!
I have no talent. I have some talents, but I am too shy to express them. It's my internal disease.
I’m good at nothing more than imagining myself doing the thing I imagine.
I set up too high goals for myself. I only look up, and I never look down on anyone else.
But I’m dying among hypocrisy.
I don’t need to be fed. I don’t want to be fed.
Their food is disgusting.
Their drinks are full of scorn.
I don't feel the starvation for fame, and thumbing up my status is actually tasteless.
Please accept this rotten soul. It needs some place to go.
