Dang Tran Ha Linh

What a pity. When I look at you, I see my future. The future that I have to accept. I will live in despair for the rest of my life.  What a shame. When you look at me, you fear that I have no future . The future that I am doomed to. You will throw me in a pool to wake me up, and tell me that I'm doing too much for nothing, that I don't even belong. It's not the place where I want to be. It's not the place where I should be.

It feels good to talk to you. So good that I forget other things and people. So good that I tend to improve my life. So good that I do what you ask for. So good that I need no more. Just a few words, so good that they fully charged my mind.