the will of a man in his 20s

(1)Life is going slow.
(2)Whether it’s darkness or endless abyss,
(3)I hope that tomorrow will come again and I just endure the day.
(4)The day is so long that it’s so painful until tomorrow comes.
(5)I was a cowardly, feeble, humble, pathetic youth, and I was no longer motivated by anything to live my life.
(6)The whole life was subsisted on an excuse.
(7)All the shackles were left to blame.
(8)I couldn’t go to college because I was poor.
(9)I was born into a poor family.
(10)It’s a life that started as a factory worker.
(11)This life won’t get any better.
(12)This and that, this and that, this and that, this and that.
(13)God is all my fault, my fault, my fault, my heart thumped.
(14)Only the others were screaming in their hearts.
(15)It’s my fault. It’s my fault.
(16)It’s my fault that I’m poor, and even if I earn a month’s worth of money, I’ll pay the rent and feed my younger brothers.
(17)After high school,
(18)In the meantime, I have to pay back the debt left by my late father.
(19)It’s really my fault that there’s not a single penny left in life.
(20)And yet I’m not lucky enough to lose my fault.

(1)On both shoulders, middle school seniors and high school juniors put their hips together.
(2)Sit down, it was heavy, but they were my laughter and my day.
(3)I thought of it all of a sudden and tried not to forget it.
(4)I held those two guys on my shoulders and gave them strength not to let them go.
(5)I did my best.
(6)Without me, these young people’s lives will be crumpled more than mine, and will they ever be clean again?
(7)When I thought about it, I got goosebumps, and I was awakened as if I had been beaten.
(8)Why did the young people leave me like this first?
(9)I miss my mom and dad. Then, did he really leave me like that’s how he left me.
(10)I lost hope at least hope.
(11)Two straight roots in life that were all about excuses and blaming others are gone.
(12)I can’t live anymore, and I’m trying to avoid servile life by making excuses for young people.
(13)I miss my mother who left home when I was nine.
(14)I miss my late father when I turned 20.
(15)I’d like to see those two guys who went in vain last year.
(16)Those who want to see me are born in the next world.
(17)No one in this life remembers me.
(18)I’m going to stop looking for people who remember me.

(1)There is no poverty or honor in heaven, and everyone is precious.
(2)I hope we’re both happy. It’s a life where we cut ourselves off.
(3)I’ll be called straight to the entrance to hell, but before I go,
(4)I’m going to give them the last Cheongilang so they can leave.

(1)The day is too long. I’m leaving now.
(2)It’s been such a long day that I’m so tired of living. Draw it.