Dear Emo kid,
No one cares that you like dark things,
no one minds if you cut yourself a bit,
no one likes those weird angel wings.
No one likes your prejudice to 'some blond twit'.
Maybe if it's in style you should let it be?
Keep yourself you, it's not hard you see.
Your Parents care,
your friends understand,
the world hates everyone.
Keep yourself you, it's not hard you see,
The great person we're missing out on,
under that somber facade.
Dear Emotionally Unstable Person,
Maybe lifes been pretty tough,
tougher on you than me.
There is a stain on your heart,
in an ink we can't see.
As your world crumbles in dark,
you hope
"Hello, I'm Mayumi Fukoda" I smiled politley.
"I'm Takashi Kobayashi, it's a pleasure" he replied unenthusiastically.
Class resumed as usual, well as usual as the rich Ochanomizu High school
could be. All the kids here seemed to be used to this sort of thing... maybe
because they're rich beyond belief! My family isn't very wealthy, so I had to
work very hard to be accepted here.
"Fukoda-san?"
"Eh?" I had been day dreaming...
"Class is over" Takashi said matter-of-factly.
"Oh~, thanks" I felt a little embarrassed in the empty classroom, "You don't need
to be so formal, call me Mai."
"Well, Mai-san please continue to call me Kobay
Our hands, quietly held together.
In your pocket.
Warming chapped hands in cold weather.
Maybe a cheek next, a forehead, or lips.
The snow falls on this park,
but we keep this bench warm.
The cold snow against your exposed skin,
you shiver, but I'm here.
Closeing your eyes, you sigh.
As we coninue to enjoy a crisp winter day.
No one is in this part of the park,
to your delight.
Ah, not too loud. come closer, it's cold.
your boots come off aswell, as we enjoy the day.
I wan't to spend every day like this.
He says hello,
She pretends to be,
unimpressed,
and they dance.
They can't stop to love,
whats in the other,
She says good night.
He goes in for a kss.
Her pride stops him.
As they continue their waltz,
away from their love.
He calls too soon,
ans she can tell,
his intentions.
Something is always,
in the way,
and the music slows,
and the lights dim,
yet they can't,
show the other,
their radiant shine.
As they hide,
she misses a step,
he steps on her foot.
and they wonder if,
the other even glows.
They become,
more intricate,
more sinister,
more lonley,
more empty,
more dim.
Soom they can't glow,
and one the ot
You've been scared,
Jaded from what I knew.
Your gone to me.
Your Just a memeory,
you don't wan't me,
we aren't the same two people.
「ただ、君を愛してる」
「ただ、君を愛してる」
「ただ、君を愛してる」
あなたがくれた幸せよ
ただそれだけでよかったのに
In the spring,
I remember.
In a time far away,