I still afraid...
I still afraid to break heart again. Maybe I lack confidence to love somebody. Cuz I was uncomfortable that somebody looks at me with a very peculiar expression.
It took me a long time to cover the pain of race prejudice. I can't discern between friendly and fake cuz I would rather believe human being is kindly than badly. I have a very hard life that even can not forget people who derided me. I felt hurt.
Yes, I'm aborigines. I'm besieged with what I'm. Others told me " You should be proud of who you are." But my heart was attacked by despiteful derision then can't restore.
Human being is kindly? Why I felt so disappointedly? Being a aborigines is fault? Why I can't see prople's friendly?