I dont know who am i trying to hurt, myself or you. Doesnt seemed like i'm achieving my aim.

Looked out of the window today, lost in my own memories.
Suddenly the times at Xiamen came back flooding, i think i know what's going on.

Still so so so mad at you. There's a gulf and it's not me. I turned away because you pushed.
People need to know the whole dont revolve around them. Not in the past, not now, not ever. It won't do anyone any good if they think that way.