who am i

I met my third little nephew, more than a year old, lovely about provoking love, all day long, feeling his life, suddenly feel envy him, happy smile, sad to cry, tired lay in the mother conceived a sleep, perhaps only when we're little to really understand their needs, to really know what you want is what, to really know who you are, but unfortunately when we have the memory, discovered we grew up, and can not don't care other people's eye lights, can't clear your own needs, the teacher said to most people go the way of others let myself go. We learn to take college entrance examination for a good school good major, because mom and dad said so far. But what is the future, future earnings is yao, we need to exactly is how to life? Our good school good professional good job really is we want? Slowly, we become numb, even don't know that they really want to how, used to say literally, it doesn't matter, we smile to everyone, even if does not like him, maybe so, can blend in this society, is becoming more and more pliable, can even and anyone to so-called friends, but we have more and more empty more and more lonely, because we lost themselves. Don't know what is happiness, do not know what is love, don't know to what struggle, what also don't know. The final finally, will so, I don't think so, at least I know my mood, also know me happy or sad, also know that at some point special miss you and you know what I like to what struggle, I hope that I'll remember WhoAmI