What do I hide? My madness? No, that's the first thing I reveal. Then
what do I hide?
My past wrong doings? No, there's no use in hiding them. One has to
confront his past to walk to his future. Then what do I hide?
The things I'm ashamed of? No, the things that should make me ashamed
are sometimes the things that I'm most proud of. Then what do I hide?
My feelings? Yes.

I hide my feelings from people, because I'm not used to open myself.
I hide my feelings from my friends, because I don't want them to worry
about me. I should be the one to worry about them.
I hide my feelings from myself, because sometimes I fear admiting them.
I hide my feelings, because I can't handle them.
I hide, because I don't know what else to do.
I.
Sigh.

I just pretend that I'm living.
A corpse without a brain.
A body without a hearth.
A being without a soul.

A lover without his loved one.

I.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Ero, in the year 413 AF.