Here I am,
Standing in the busy city.
I feel tiny,
Drowning in the crowd...
My mind is lost,
Don't know what should I do...
I feel just want to stand in the middle of the lane,
and not doing anything.
My tears ran down like a river.
How I wish I could runaway from the reality.
And go to the other world.

You don't feel the existence anymore,
Thus, you're uncomfortable,
of living in the same unit and being bare skinned.

The desire of wanting you isn't there anymore,
No lust, it means nothing now.

Out.. Out..Out..
Trying to convince your mind,
Although it is killing you from the inside...

The next day,
You died with your soul left broken...

Short hair, innocent face.
Skinny legend, simple clothes.
Messy look, but still cute.

I knew you when you were younger,
My eyes found yours most of the time,
I thought I have done a crime,
How I wish you were my lover.

You knew me when I was younger,
Your eyes were always meeting mine,
You're just like the yellow fresh flower,
And I will be near you like a sand.

Staring at me like I was never fine,
Looking at me without anger,
I wish I was not blind,
So that I could be your lover.

I knew you missed the old memories,
Because sometimes, I do missed those memories,
You wrote me a letter but you hide it,
And, I want to chase you but I am afraid.

I felt like I was just a shirt,
You will put me on and say I am your favourite,
And I love it because I was never hurt,
And you will look at me and flirt.

I thought you'd come back to me,
I was waiting at the same old bench,
Wearing the soft blue cardigan,
and the turquoise pendant,
But, you disappeared again...

Picking up pieces of you,
Is never easy.
You see how scattered you are,
With blood on the floor,
Your body full with scars.

Bringing together of you,
Is very challenging.
You look fine but dying on the inside,
Sometimes you're just dead,
Your soul now means nothing.

Standing up with two legs,
Is never stable enough.
You are shaking,
Because your life is rough.
Nothing can explain this feeling,
And so you put it in writing.

Chin up little baby,
You know how much I love you.
Let yourself be crazy,
Because that is you.

The cutter... The blade...
These are the tools I used.
Every time I hit this bubble.
Every time I fell into the trap.
Every time I lost the battle.

The red liquid running through my left arm.
I look at my arm and I see my flesh.
With no pain and I am just staring at it.
I realised my tears ran down too.
But not because of this pain...

I look over at my thighs, my legs...
It was all covered with the red liquid,
The same liquid that came from the flesh.
I realised my tears ran down too.
But not because of this pain...

My heart hurts so much.
All I need is for you to see it.
All I need is for you to acknowledge it.
All I need is for you to care about it.
But....you rather left me there hanging.
And that made me feel unwanted,
That I should banish from this world...

It was dark and empty.
It was quite but stormy.
No matter in what situation,
Inside her, she holds the pain.

It was dark and empty.
It was quite but stormy.
She looks normal but....
Inside her, she is killing herself.

It was dark and empty.
It was quite but stormy.
No matter how well she fight it,
She will be dead in the end...

Don't feel bad,
Because it went missing.
People throw things away,
And it is not your fault...

Don't feel bad,
Because it went missing.
Things come and go,
Just like human beings...

Don't feel bad,
Because it went missing.
You have done the best you could to save it,
Be proud because you didn't ignore it in the first place...

Don't feel bad,
It went missing again.
Iy happened again and again.
This time, twice...