I hate myself sometimes
Why are you so bullied?
I'm always happy with a few words
Willing to suffer
Sometimes I do n’t like myself very much
Why can't I always draw a face?
Can't be as cold and cold as some people
But often suffers his own heart
The more you treat others
The more others do n’t understand how to cherish
Too easy to get, often cheap
You are cold-faced
Somehow more respectful
However, you are kind to others
It's your duty not to be nice to others
Some people just have to go in.
Rely on you
There is no fear of repeated challenges Tatar Games
This world is often like this
Always naive and soft-hearted
Instead, I'm proud every day, and I live a smart life.
But you are such a person
Love does not wait, dreams do not want to wake up
Often in front of trusted people
It hurts like it's never hurt
Can't learn the hypocrisy of others
Even less embarrassed by others
Such a kind and sincere you
Never want to join the world
Don't worry, you just don't meet the right person
You will always be treated tenderly
Because you are such a good person, you deserve it