I just cant find a space for me to fit into that perfect jigsaw.once,I am a piece of the jigsaw too...now,it still can be completed with or without me.the feeling is not right.yet,it had to be right.
there is no turning back anymore...I had to accept the cruel fact.I had did something which I should not have done unknowningly.till now,I didnt know what it is all about.but I am not guilty.its what they think is wrong.not me.sometimes,I see people do the wrong thing to me yet I pretend to be ignorant.so I dont deserve this.at all.but luckily,there are still many good souls on Earth.I really feel more relaxed and comfortable with them...

there is only always one truth.what could it be?