The Debt comes first,
When i live my life like a surf.
Up and down,
Rose blooms in black,
Lose something who never come back.
I read on your epitaph,
It said "the beloved one".
But i think it must be "the most loved."

I just can't lift the weight
I'm too tired.
I need a little break.
I hate to admit it.
I was weak.