I admit

I admit that I am not jealous, I admit that I am very bad, I admit that I am very young, I admit that I hate hypocrisy, and I admit that I am precocious.

Maybe in your eyes I will never grow up, but in my world, I am my own master. Self-confidence, happiness, madness, freedom - this is the world I want. I admit that these are unreasonable delusions. But I believe that one day I will become the master of my life.

I admit that I am very young and need your guidance, but please make it clear that I only need to give pointers and do not need your finger pointing. I admit that this is too much.

You always say that I don't understand anything, but in fact I understand and know more than you. You never gave me a chance, let me try things that I have never tried, and how can I know if I don’t understand?

I like freedom, but under your "pointing", I can neither do this nor do it. It was like a bird that was banned, and obviously wanted to rush out of the cage and fly to the sky that he had been yearning for. However, there is more than enough power.

I like bad guys because it's so cool. I admit that we have different ideas about cool. Perhaps some people think that "cool" is the performance of bad girls. But the cool thing I think is bad, like the big sister of the underworld, how cool it is! I like this kind of self, freedom, whatever I want, this is the most real me.

I like to make true friends, such friends will not let you take any harm, will always protect you. It is a pity that the so-called "friends" of me now only hurt me and attack my self-confidence. Oh, it is really tired to have friends like them. I admit, maybe they will be disappointed when they hear me say this.

I admit, I hate hypocrisy. Everyone wants to show the most perfect self to everyone, but why should you hide your truest self in your heart? Not tired?

I admit, I like the truest self. Even if it is not perfect, it is also your own. Why do you pretend to be rigorous and do not leave a gap to let yourself gasp? Will not be killed alive?

I admit that I am precocious, the average girl will not think so much. I thought about what would happen when people die? Will the soul return when the dead person? Does love change people's life? Will my other half love me forever? Normally normal girls don't think so much. I admit that I am an abnormal child.

I admit……

2013-2-27

Hu Wei

First day: Hu Wei