Why alive
why not die
Why are I afraid that the people who love me will be sad?
Too many whys
But can there be an answer that can guide me in my confusion?
I hate it, I hate it
Like it, just like it
It has nothing to do with anything else
It has nothing to do with you and me
Sometimes I hate myself
But many times I still want to be better to myself
Because in this way I can love you
If you destroy it, I can destroy you.
I think it's better to kill myself first and then you.
So the ending is an impossible deadlock
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Are people's emotions really so easy to control?
How many people have complete control over themselves?
Looking back, I see that my other self has usurped me
The more I struggle, the tighter I get
Look, he/she is smiling at you