future delusion

Draw a dream and open a wing, and turn as hard as possible in the future and do a free request oneself decoration and where can grow to?
I am drowned in the dream that I fail in I am sometimes at a loss, and walking it, and shed tears and leave it without even the thing of the circumference reaching it and…

As for the many parting…
I shed it as such
Spread tears in the degree…I wipe it in a degree…

Did you long for strength?
Do not you "cry anymore?" Is "poor at words even if I say? ?
Will you join by a hand?
I want to hug all…Are not you yet enough a little now?
Do show a smile in days to lay thick?

Because, as for the voice that you who shook grieve, all are dear…I am ashamed and cannot say…?
You like it…

I ran after freedom…
I turned eyes away so as to be ashamed…Is there the happiness only there?
It was felt for the first time…But with you whom I join by a hand, and the days of the kite can yearn for happily…
Am I here all the time?
Do not have it alone without doing tears zero

Take me vain without shutting it
Even if I stream down tears cheeks
Because I wipe it
Do you go nowhere?

Surely, in addition, it comes in and throws away an umbrella, and light snuggles up to wind two people shaken and blooms for you…Eternally…

the flower of the scene

You…Am I here all the time without going?
Do not have it alone without doing tears zero…

Distantly…I sharpen it
The mobile phone which does not sound
What does your memorized melody still worry about?
I cover it and am good? I am sad…

I am piled up and seem to be broken…
Quietness…The scar that I left…

It pierces a chest…
These tears to give to you
Because I am too tender…
The flower which bloomed in the rain which it does not stop falling

I am piled up and seem to be broken…

You…Do not disappear

parting shot

I liked it very much, and were you in too high spirits?
I do not want to forget it.
It is long distantly…Do you make it a past?
Because of you…Dripping wet tears...

Hey, did you notice it?
I did the call many times…I yearn for you very very…Therefore.
The town is still dressed up by light like paradise and.
A smile. The people who joined by a hand…

Is annoyed; do come to hate it?
I never cry and.
You seem to be sorry,
"A daughter" Because I am similar and surely become it…

Do not you cry anymore?
The dripping wet sky, it is surely fine.
Hey…Are you stupid? I become sad.
Your fool...

Is annoyed; do come to hate it?
I never cry and.
You seem to be sorry,
"A daughter" Because I am similar and surely become it…

Do not you forget it? True the thought that does not stop; want to "meet"…Two people who smile every day with you who tie up a "chest.

Do not you cry anymore?
The dripping wet sky, it is surely fine.
Hey…Are you stupid? I become sad.
Your fool