Finally, I played a joke on myself.

When I experienced work failure and emotional injury, the color of my whole life turned gray, and even God felt sorry for me. I have been thinking about this gloomy weather for ten days.

When I was a teenager, I dreamed that I was the most extraordinary role in the world. No matter how my classmates bully me, my teacher doesn't like me. Even when my father never gives me a bad look, I still smile at everyone. In the end, everyone gave me an optimistic and positive evaluation.

I told myself at that time: "God will give the Sri Lankan people a great responsibility, so we must first work hard on their minds and bones."

I told myself, "My life is to be different. I am more bitter than others now and will be happier than others in the future. " I have always believed in a sentence taught in primary school-bitter first, then sweet.

In this way, I comfort myself to live every day, and I still laugh every day, acting like no one can beat me. I thought I was the strongest person in the world. I thought that being kind, brave and strong would be blessed by God. I must be the last lucky person, but now I find myself a joke!

Ironically, I accepted the ridicule of others and didn't resist when I was young. Ironically, if you don't work hard at work, you will end up with nothing; Ironically, for a relationship that doesn't belong to me, I struggled for many years in the end of being dumped. My life is like a joke, even I feel worthless.

My former teacher told me that I was the most vulnerable and only supported my broken heart with a careless one outside. I was surprised. It turns out that the shell I have disguised for so long is easy to be seen through by others, which makes me feel that my life is a joke. The funny thing is that I didn't know it, thinking that I was well disguised!

Recall that more than two years ago, I came to your city to prepare my special food for you. In the evening, we walked in the street near the town and bought a one-dollar gluten baked by the roadside. I was reluctant to buy two chicken wings, so I bought one. I'll wait for you to finish the meat and tell you that I like chicken tips. You couldn't bear to eat all the meat and gave it to me. So I think I am the happiest person in the world.

Later, in a big city, we lost the comfort of a small town, stopped commuting together, and worked overtime until late at night, until one day, you turned to me and said, "Let's break up!" " I feel that the beauty I insist on is like a joke. The funny thing is that I don't know what I did wrong.

Then I lost my job and you left. I am wandering alone in this helpless big city. Looking at the people coming and going, it began to rain. The rain in late spring is still a little cold. I'm afraid to go home and worry my parents. I walked silently on this neon street, and finally I played a joke on myself.