The loneliness of adults

Last night, I sat alone for a very long time and thought about many things.

Suddenly, I realized that I have no friends and no one who loves me very much. My heart suddenly felt empty. It turns out that I am so lonely.

In the vast sea of people, there was only me in the end. In an instant, all the heartache welled up in my heart. My heart suddenly felt empty. There was nothing I wanted to say, but my heart was so blocked, extremely blocked.

When feeling helpless, I realize that I have nothing. I just want to sit like this, not even knowing what I'm thinking. I feel that life is meaningless. What kind of language should I use to express my chaotic feelings?

The trivialities of life, when spat out, are pretentious; when swallowed, they relieve the spiciness in the throat.

This feeling of having a bone stuck in my throat is so uncomfortable. All kinds of grievances well up in my heart, but when the words are on the lips, they seem insignificant. I'm both sad and hard to say. Along the way, I've stumbled and fallen, which has made me lose my former pride and my original self. The evening breeze awakens me, and everything is kept in my heart. I walked aimlessly for a while. Perhaps this is the deepest loneliness of an adult. Old acquaintances don't know my current situation, new acquaintances don't know my past. My current situation shouldn't be known by old acquaintances, and I don't share my past with new acquaintances