没有人在意我,我是孤家寡人,单枪匹马,很孤独!我的心好冷,我的心好痛,为何生活中有那么多的不平?有那么多的纠结?太远太远的距离,没有一个温暖的驿站可以休憩。记得初二时,我脸上长了许多小痘痘,同学们像躲瘟疫似的远离我。我伤心,没有人知道我的感受;我哭泣,没有人看见我的泪花。我努力尝试着强作笑脸与同学们沟通,迎来的却是他们怪异夸张的冷嘲热讽。有几次,晚自习还未结束,我借故一个人悄悄地跑到寝室里痛哭,哭得泪流满面,伤心欲绝。“我真想揍你们,你们为什么拿别人的痛处取笑?”罢了,罢了,大家都是演员,都在真真假假 No one cares about me, I am a loner, single-handed, very lonely! My heart is cold, my heart hurts, why there is so much uneven life? There is so much tangled? Too far too far away, no one Warm Inn can rest. I remember the first two days, I face a lot of small acne, students like hide plague like away from me. I am sad, no one knows my feelings; I cry, no one saw my tears. I tried hard to make a smile as my face to communicate with my classmates, ushered in their weird exaggeration cynicism. Several times, evening study is not over yet, I excuse a man quietly went to cry in the bedroom, crying tears, heartbroken. “I really want to beat you, why do you take the pain of others to make fun of?” "Bale, fills everyone is an actor, are true and false