日の光さえが届かないこの場所には
寒くて、寂しくて
苦しい
How does it feel to be able to look into another person's world? To see through another's eyes, would things look any different?
I wonder when will I be able to step out from my own world, and look at myself properly for once?
寒くて、寂しくて
苦しい
How does it feel to be able to look into another person's world? To see through another's eyes, would things look any different?
I wonder when will I be able to step out from my own world, and look at myself properly for once?