One more term of school and then my final exams.
I’m so bored of school but I’m not ready to leave. I’m scared of the future, I don’t want to grow up.
I’ve wasted so much time over the years when I was supposed to be trying my best
Now I’m never going to achieve what I’ve always wanted to.
—I’m sorry, everyone.
I can’t help feeling like I’ve failed myself and everyone who believed in me.
After meeting, how many wounds are needed just for support
When you are harsh, other people learn things from it
Reality in the eye of the burning, scar you full of silence
Do not need a reason for you to return to me
From me, who is left for you who has become nothing
What do you think is harsh?
Still, you do not say anything
These words are not meant for me
Trying to call your name
this voice does not reach you
Opening your eyes, your face shows lies, and laughter
Tomorrow you will probably go somewhere you desire
You go anywhere
You think about me so Always
You will probably go somewhere
You leave me alone and keep running
I cannot reach you anymore Cannot reach you anymore
At last being able to meet you
ended my overflowing patience
A tear dropped
Words which you could not say
Now the place where you once sang
Everyone compared to you is loved
I have loved I have loved
The room where two people stay even now is the same
Without using either key you will find a way to return
I can wait forever, you understand
And now the door is opened, and can visibly show your form
Tomorrow you will certainly return…” —
You dyed my heart into
The colour of the dawn
So I'll make it with you