True story in my lillte life

This story I wrote unutk only person who would listen. The beginning of the end is the sadness and the beginning of the end of remorse. A statement was I deliberately wrote, not to expect a response or get more attention. But a true story that I lived on the sidelines of my life.
Perhaps only one who had the same experience can understand what I feel. I deliberately did not give a reason why, but I want all to know after living them. Many people are calling successful, that success is easy. Many successful people do not care about people who have trouble. They just kesyikan with what they have.
Japanese people are famous for kedislipinannya, the famous American people with the technology even hongkong famous people with employers. Did they ever think of the small hemisphere have someone who needs their help? So what does it mean human togetherness. We lost the bees, the ants, even with a bird.
Where togetherness that? Are all gone just like that? True story in my little life