- Do you feel sad?
- How often, if yes?
- Do you feel worthy?
- Have you lost weight lately?
- How you feel about yourself?
- Do you have.. any suicidal toughts?
- Do you have regrets?
- Do you feel that others have done better in their lives?
- Do you view yourself as ugly?
- Do you feel that you've been punished for something?
- Do you have hopes, dreams?
- How you view your future, lets say, in ten, or five years?
- Have you worried about your health?
- Have you been more tired lately?
- Have you cried more latety?
- How's your libido?

The name is Kim Ryeowook, sad doe eyes and small lips, petite hands and blue veins under grey-ish skin. The boy stares back from mirror, but I really can't grasp the idea, that this reflection is me, that I'm that pathetic, grey boy staring back. My cheeks are sunken, but I have lost that baby fat, finally, in tender age of seventeen. I feel my heart beat, it drums on my ears and there is hammer inside of my head. Everything is so noisy. And I'm so tired.
 

What's sadness?
I feel just emptiness.
I don't see any worhtiness in me.
I'm not sure.
I feel empty. Tired. Cold. So cold.
Real? I just want to lay down and just be. Just be. And lay there.
Regrets? I don't have energy to try and remember.. if I have.
I'm surrounded by mentals.
Punished for something? No.
I'm too tired, too cold, Changmin, I don't really have dreams or hopes.
If I'm too tired to face even next morning, how am I supposed to think about five years before tomorrow?
I breath. I'm still living, for the all I care I would be dead. I would not see a difference.
More tired? I'm always so so tired.
No, I think that cold, white hole inside me is already all my tears away, just emptiness.
It's.. It's my own, private thing. Please.