I just trying to be kind to everyone without any other reasons because kindness doesn't need a reason. I never had a bad thought to anyone until I found out I've been played by a manipulative monster. I had no idea what was my fault to make me deserve to be treated this way.
In the depths of my soul, a melancholy reigns. A somber mood that perpetually remains, I'm shrouded in a haze of perplexity and doubt. Uncertainty grips me, like a relentless rout.