I'm blue...

Erect betwixt these pale facts, I eventually have to confess that:

je ne suis qu'une fille banale...

Despite my humble wishes, I turned out to be an ordinary person.There's no miracles in the world, I realize at last.

Am I just seeking after an untouchable dream in vain?

I'm always bothered and tempted by something ridiculous and naif in spite of my willingness to achieve my ambitious dream-the so-called dream. But it seems so difficult......

Abashed and ashamed, I'm quite disappointed at myself-I'm ordinary, neither intelligent, nor wise.

I've tried my best to stand out but what greeted me at last is those miserable marks.

I've never been so depressed all my life...all my life......

what a mess

a great depression

I've never found myself so humble today compared to my outstanding classmates.
who are all ambitious girls and with whom you should never adjust your status.
Well, I admit that I'm someone who easily get jealous and pretentious. I pretend to be calm even in case of concurrence but it doesn't do.
What's more, I cannot control myself when lost in my ideal world. not being a realist, I can only le laisser tomber.
How should I do????