I don't think this world is great and warm. This world is dark.

I don't know where is warm in this world. I don't want to smile because I feel tired.

I really want to leave. Yes,I am timid,I want to run away,I don't want to live in this world.

They are so far away from me,I just can see them in my small and dark space.

I don't want to see them. I don't want to hear those words. I am scare.

I am afraid about alone. But I am alone all the time. No one know what I feel,what I think.

Petra,are you ok? I think no. You didn't say that feeling in your heart. But he knows.

Kenn,when I can become you? When I can like you that stand high?

I hate many things. I am afraid. I want to cry when I am listening the piano music.

Who can tell me why I come to this world?

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