I want to write that I don't happy of living.I want to say hopefully is a dead lie.However no matter, I have to live now till I die.God,say somthing.Hey people of world how you can live relax with low stress,but in my country everything is created to torment us?
My word is austere.I live with the little hope and it's the future that never come,it's the god that may help us and other lies.
I will write why I think so.I will say what I have seen and what made and make me a broken.