你好吗

How you are, he said

Simple questions got me thinking

I let you know when I have it figure it out

I don’t know how am I, I got myself lost

I’m doing lots of meaningless stuff but I’m still not happy

I haven’t changed much, I’m still that stupid, shallow and selfish slut

Who read and write just to keep herself busy

Occupied by one book after another

Stuffed with one story after another

So she could run away from her little life

So she could not talking to those faking faces

She hates people, she hates herself

She doesn’t believe people worth to be saved

She doesn’t believe herself worth to be alive

Because she doesn’t know what to do

What’s the point and why it matters