A day seems dark
Night still dark
Yet I smile,
Trying to make a light

I want loneliness,
I want sadness,
It seems it's my happiness,
A melancholic happiness

Everybody making fun,
Someone worries
I worry someone
I pretend to make fun of everybody

I was born to die
I lived to leave
I'm guess I'm ready
Burden won't become steady

It is hard,
It is painful
Not for me,
But for my everybody

I sit here, sometimes lying
Crying in the inner
Not in the outer,
It will be a forever cycle