I hope someone can understand me.

1, I really want someone to know me, but I never have. I have troubles, but no one wants to listen. I am sad, but no one wants to comfort me. Who can understand the bitterness and pain in my heart? Who can read it? Obviously, my heart is very painful, but I still have a bright smile. Obviously I am fragile, but I have to pretend to be strong and tearful.

It doesn't matter if you get used to it ... you gradually feel that who you are doesn't matter. Only you are good to yourself, and everyone else is talking nonsense. In the future, you will never be so mean to please anyone. You will only be good to yourself and my baby all your life. Men also pull balls and eggs, and only you know the pain in your heart ... no one can understand me, let alone live for my baby.

3, separated, a little reluctant, bitter in my heart, and who can understand me? Who can understand the entanglement in my heart? No one, no one, only I broke it and swallowed it in my stomach, smiling at everything, what the tears in my eyes represent, for whom, ups and downs, only I know!

4, no one can understand me, understand me, and feel bitter. I don't know who to tell. It turns out that people's patience is really limited, not to say that now is not the time to report.

5, my grievances, the bitterness in my heart, have always been like this, going to work, leaving work, taking care of my daughter, this is my life, no one understands me, understands me. I was really happy when I was single. I chose it myself, and no one can blame me.