It may seem that I'm a worried person, but I don't think this feeling resonates with me

frequently.

It may seem that I'm worried about the future. Maybe I don't feel anything about it.

I’m like a transparent bottle. Sometimes it’s filled with sadness... but, I don't know, is it

genuinely sadness?

I could be transparent. Not a transparent that satiate like water, but like an empty

transparent... like nothing.

-R