i am being inhuman.
i can't feel what people feel.
i don't know how i should act.
every good thing turns out to be hypocrisy.
every thought never seems pure again.
it's only in my heart.
it's only in my head.
this heart has been rotten.
this heart has been cold.
i am being inhuman.
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