Trip to finding myself
I became an adult I loved you.
And I became be loved.
It is a happy time.
But it is not eternal.
Anybody is not bad.
Trying to be happy makes me uneasy.
I say goodbye although I love you.
Farewells and encounters.
I travel when I sad.
I wanted to go somewhere far that nobody knows about.
At first I was just observing the scenery pass by.
A sky that continues endlessly
The land where a comfortable breeze blows
At some time, I enjoyed taking photos
Then, I return to daily life again.
My crying self is no longer there.
Nature alone is generous.
It is wide and big.
I am embraced by the earth.
All right. I’m surely okay.
Even if I become happy I will be forgiven.