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Watching the day set standing still like a scarecrow
I stop walking and say nothing to avoid unexpectedly being drawn to sadness

I don’t claim to have become a big tree rooted deep into the earth
If this was possible, I would be able to boldly support someone 


Scared to even accept kindness
A spoiled child that doesn’t even have the strength to accept love 

It’s not like I lived only on sunlight and water
I know, but I always get frightened and end up wandering


I just pray to God, keep praying, and keep praying
Hoping that will change something
I shrug it off, but again the same old days


Unable to keep up with the daily turbulent changes, I stop walking
I fall behind as I look out of the corner of my eye at the sadness reflected in the people

"I don’t hate you all…I’m to blame""
>"a??c?!a≫¶"I am actually even thankful…he watches over me