- I hate being unable to say what I want to say. It's probably the reason why I don't fit in. Next time. How many times has it been already? Ah. Incapable of fending for myself. I can't say a single utterance when it's needed. So I promise to myself, Next time, I will reject their favors. Next time, I will retort their insults. Next time, I will speak up like this. But the words never come out. Today... They are pouring like rain after a long ardent autumn day. -