The truth is, I lied, to all, and to me. After some flashback, I realize that the pain I've been through, wasn't much at all. I've been given all needs and satisfaction since young, and never have I been in such terrible pain. Not in the past, not now.

        The only pain I've been through is untrusted and one more, which cannot be revealed. I have been closing my left eye and replace it with my heart to see the world for too long, and I can feel the unfelt, but cannot feel the felt. As for my right eye, which I don't close, don't feel the dire situation I'm in. What is supposed to feel have I not felt, and what is supposed to be abstract to me came into reality to me, feeling those pains shared by others.