It Hurts, Hurts So Much

I start looking for my father's whereabouts because he doesn’t want to answer my calls. I go to the palm wine shop where he usually drinks and gambles, yet I don’t find him there. I also visit the SPA place he usually goes to, but I can't find him either.

Along the way, I ask the taxi driver to help me find my father after I tell him about my father's photo through my phone.

The photo I took from the Facebook application that my father has. In the photos, it turns out there are more photos of Eve than the other women.

Oh, Eva is really very beautiful, her skin is shiny and smooth, and her face is so charming.

I don’t find it on my dull skin, which I can’t afford due to financial constraints, and my face, which I can’t polish.

We are both very far away. She is Eve who is full of love. No matter how bad her actions are, men will still chase her.

Thus me, No matter how good my actions, no one will respect me.

"Hey, that's the guy, right?"

I wake up from silence when the taxi