i wrote here because:

"Nothing I say comes out right

No one ever knows my name

When I pray for sun it rains

When I'm bored to death at home

When I'm stuck at second place

Those regrets I can't erase

I'm so sick of wasting time

but nothing's moving in my mind

Inspiration can't be found

I get up and fall

But I'm Alive

and I'll sleep when I die."

I wonder what fate awaits me. I don't want to regret having been born. There is courage within the sadness. I believe that I can find the light.
Tears of the blue sky is still falling. Someday it will change into a smile. I had a dream that no one else had, I threw away everything I didn't need. I can't surrender the feelings I have kept in my heart. Even if I'm still between the real and ideal, and my feet have fallen victim to shackles. These overflowing impulses cannot be supressed because my heart still strongly yearns. When I'm alone, tomorrow feels far away. And I must go over still into the darkness of dawn.