Too Hard to Explain

When mouth can't, tears explain.

As long as I can remember, I'm so emotional this month. Or maybe also a month before. I had to face problems. Finally, it comes to the real.

I can't expect that what I would have are only happiness and joyful. I have to take the risk too, the pain. The problems. Every single thing in this world has its own problem.

The mistake is always mine. Almost, actually. But in the end, it will become mine. It feels so unfair.