——For a long time, I've been searching
——Searching to the point where I'm almost forgetting who I am
——But waiting is also painful
——What can I do? All I can do is wait here
——Waiting for a truth?
——No! That's not what I'm searching for
——If what I'm waiting for is a battle with no chance of winning
——Even if you would laugh
——Even if I'm seen as someone defying fate
——I wouldn't halt because giving up would be an act of betrayal
The records in words have unknowingly formed a bad habit; one foot dangling in mid-air, the other bent like a table allowing its owner to comfortably record the contents of his mind. Although sometimes it seems chaotic, those unspeakable feelings cannot be understood or interpreted even if expressed.
