Straying while staying in the stage with so much stakes on my tray while I train on standing straight.
Breathing in my dreams while dreaming about breathing.
Shuddering at the promising sun cooling my thoughts, warming my body on the idea of a cold winter.
The ashes of my sins sweeping swiftly like world's first snow. I close my eyes, for darkness is the only world I could ever see.
Opened at last, my tired eyes witnessed the elegant cherry blossom before me. Strong and proud the flowerpetals fall. Along with my sins, heaps of ashes into a mountain of grey and pink.
By the mother of my generation. I shall stand by your side. The epidemic of our nation, Will hit us all worldwide.
There is no war fiercer, than a war within ourselves.