Have u ever been missing?

I should have resisted but I think I should not run away instead of facing it.
Well, but the thing I have to face is really too much harder than I imagine.
Why should I, or what should I obey?
What am I obeying for?
What am I exactly facing?

The man standing right before the mirror, relecting a gloomy appearence, with no tear.

It is not me.
I am overwhelmed by the sense of desire for a simple touch of love.
Yet nothing exactly exists, as abstract, as strange as the meaning of the university.
Try to understand, and finally I find out the fact.
That I am a fool. Maybe the silliestt fool.

Beware, be happy, and be smart.
But don't think too much.