Why is my heart so tired from crying?
Why do I hate myself so much?
The smile of the people passing by...
... they are laughing at me?
Why I`m forcing myself to breath?
If I could just stop breathing,
I won`t suffer anymore.
"Someone, please, help me..."
... That what it yells my lonely heart.
Even if I pretend to be strong...
I want someone to find me soon.
Why,
even when my heart feels so lonely...
Why do I keep pushing people away from me?
If I were disaper from this world tomorrow...
I`m sure that no one will cry for me.
I want to laugh... I want to cry... With someone important to me.
Another me...
... Is still crying.
The friends that I have made...
... are insight in a dimly lit electronic garden.
Easy to walk away... Easy to approach...
If it become a nuisance, I can just leave.
But I realize that my existence is not fine with only that...
Shouldn`t I abandon myself
And try to reborn as a new me?
Now I`m hesitating...
... even scare to touch a small ripple.
You can`t tun into the "Real Me".
Even if you secratly wish for it,
You have to open your eyes.
When you see your reflaction,
In the mirror of the people`s hearts...
...will I be there?
From now on, you`ll have to push your own back...
And until I disapear,
I`ll be there watching you going forward...
