I always know that I am neither a good nor a kind person

I always know that...

Because I am not the kind of people, who are willing to put everyone ahead of myself

I am not the kind of people, who are willing to sacrifice myself for the others

I was for once

But then I was betrayed

They will not appreciate, they will not realised that you had done something for them and they took everything for granted

And end up, I was the fool, who did silly things which I thought they will appreciate but it end up exactly the opposite

So since then, I decided not to be the fool anymore

But now, I've met some good people, who are really kind

And for once, I think again, I should change?

Is it I shouldn't be so bad that sometimes I hate myself?

But can I survive in this dirty and filthy world, where we are surrounded by a lot of...complicated people?

I think I will never get an answer, There will not be a correct answer...