Sitting still

I sat silently, staring at it, smiling, and said that my life is full of twists and turns, and there will be no tomorrow to think about it.

Because I just want you to know my sadness. Sometimes there are some things that are impossible to express because of life's events, which have made me numb to my solitude.

There are so many problems in my life that I will lean against the walls of an old, uninhabited house.

Many of my current feelings, perhaps I can achieve that victory... but I'm starting to get stuck, and even I myself am tired of the tomorrow I'm waiting for... When will I be able to achieve it? Maybe it's just a distant dream...