I look stinky.
It's not like everyone around me says it, but it looks stinky.
It smells like animals even when you don't keep living creatures, and it smells fishy even though you don't store trash.
Maybe it's just filthy, but even when I took a bath with my friend, I couldn't get rid of the smell.
Maybe it's that kind of body, but I've come to think that maybe the filth stuck in my soul is oozing out.
Shamefully, I grew up without my parents teaching me anything about how to live.
I didn't even wash my face, wash my hair, brush my teeth, or dry my hair with a hair dryer.
Problems occurred at home without being taught anything, I went out into society without knowing anything, and since I had no relatives, I managed to live while being helped by the administration once in a while.
However, my life span is probably already over half, and I still don't understand life in a normal household.
Even if they say it's stinky, I can't fix it because I don't know how to live properly.
I've been living alone for a long time.
I have friends, but they have nurturing parents and families that support each other, so I don't feel like they are the same in any way.
From the point of view of those brilliant people, I think that I, having a dingy upbringing, is still very dirty.
It's not that they don't like you, they say you're kinder than anyone else, and they try to share your hardships.
Still, I must be really smelly from the soul.
Even though I thought I had worked hard on my own, I was only able to live a life where I really couldn't help it.
Why does my existence smell so bad?
Why doesn't the bad smell, as if my parents put it on, go away even after so much time has passed?
Is there no choice but to live as a ditch, and is there any value in living?
