This is the growth of a girl. It cannot be said that comedy cannot be regarded as tragedy.
This is what a small grass looks like after it has been tempered
This is a story about a warm heart slowly turning cold
This is a woman who knows how to smile and turns into a smile in the end
Because I don't cry, I always feel a little sad
She, a woman who doesn't make people feel bad
She, a woman who doesn't know how to cry
She is not suitable to be a woman
What else can she rely on?
She said, "I always smile, but I know this smile is warm and my heart is not cold.
It just feels like exhaustion."
She said, "One day I will get tired of this life, right?"
She said, "I feel like traveling, but so many people want to go. I don't want to meet familiar people on the road. It will only make me feel that I can't escape my fate and make me feel suffocated, so I just want to sleep. Things controlled by my own brain rarely have accidents, right?"
I feel a little sorry for her, that smart-aleck woman
I feel a little sorry for her, that smiling woman
I feel a little sorry for her. But I can't get close to her
I don't like her enough after all, right?
She thought she couldn't go on smiling like this while listening to "Later" alone.
She thought she was willing to be a bridesmaid for the rest of her life, but it didn't mean she had nothing to do with the wedding dress.
She said, what I love most is myself...