It’s so hard to show who we really are.
I believe we are like onions, made of layers.
This is my identity card, every layer is a different aspect of myself:
I believe we are like onions, made of layers.
This is my identity card, every layer is a different aspect of myself:
Mind, because I think too much
Yesterday, memories of my past, unluckily only a few
Smile, things I like
Everyday, drinking hot tea at night
Luggages, somewhere out there living and exploring
Finally, Myself
