暘暘：
我好冷。
我好害怕。
我需要你的時候，你卻總是消失。
我看到我的傷疤時，我顫抖著。
我手拿著刀時，我顫抖著。
我明明告訴你要忘記這件事，卻還是向你求救，我該死。
世界不會需要我，不會記得我，也不會掛念我。
傷口愈來愈多。
刀愈來愈鈍。
我愈來愈害怕。
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