We hug ourselves tightly. Set up an invisible circle for yourself. Keep people out of the circle. Don’t let people share circles. Don’t let people explore the circle. In fact, I am afraid that I will be hurt again. I can no longer find the courage to believe.

I am afraid that the tears will fall and pile up into the cliff; I am afraid that the bleeding heart will form your cheek; I am afraid that the butterfly kisses the flower where the sunset stops; I am afraid that others will mention you and I will be pushed into the sea again Keep struggling. I'm afraid...I can't find you

I'm afraid that my truth can't stand the reality. So I continued to live in my own castle, imagining the colorful scenery outside. A color that will never be mine.

I am not cold-blooded, nor am I slow-warming. I'm just afraid that if I invest too much, I'll be sad when I leave.

I am just afraid, afraid of re-experience the lonely feeling of giving without getting anything in return.

I am particularly afraid that the brave and fearless person who speaks first will be reduced to humble helplessness in the end.

When I grow up, I can only run. I am so afraid of falling in the dark.

While people hope to gain life experience, they are afraid of growing old.

I want to cherish it so much, but I am afraid that I will give up before I have time to breathe.

Silence is an excuse for fear, and giggles are a reason for grievance.

I am afraid that the desolation surrounding me cannot keep you.

I'm scared. The road is full of thorns. But there was no one accompanying him.

What to look forward to, nothing, what to fear, what to come

I am afraid of discovering my future in the past