Dear my younger days. I was driven by frustration. It feels like I was in a dream. It was the only way to keep myself. But I knew it. This time will not last forever. The days in memory are far away. It's like a flash of light. We made a mistake, got lost, and still believed in ourselves. We can't go back to those days. But now we can face it up. We are going to live to be proud of our youth. We all have to live with our past. I was afraid to admit my weakness for a long time. I looked away so that I wouldn't get hurt. It was the only way to keep myself. But I knew it. I'm sure this pain won't go away. As we were immature, We've stopped and moved on. But we're alright. That time is never wasted. We learned a lot from those days and found a new way. But we are still on the road. We can go anywhere. The night we wished for the stars (and) the dream we lost. We got over. We need not to refuse it, but to accept it. I've walked a long way. Those traces don't betray. So, We don't need any pretense and bluff now. The days in memory are far away. It's like a flash of light. We made a mistake, got lost, and still believed in ourselves. We can't go back to those days. But now we can face it up. We are going to live to be proud of our youth. We all have to live with our past. be proud of yourself