Corner
Emotions that I feel are real, but I can’t describe them with words properly.
Thoughts that I understand are deep, but I’m unable to describe
them with words completely.
Things work in their own way, the same as me: my mind,
my impulse, my instinct……
I think I’m a bit tired.
I want to lie on the floor like I have dead already.
I want to blend into the light with the rest of everything.
Corner, corner.
You are ordinary just like me.
Corner, corner.
You are my marvellous Muse.
不可言, 不可说。
Let me turn off the light.
And shh.
