I'm searching, always searching. I went to the dream, to the spring, to the top of the mountain, to the thorns and swamps, but I forgot why I was so embarrassed and what exactly I was looking for.
I walked in the night, in the night where I couldn't even see my shadow, so I walked anxiously, in the night where I was the only one... I longed for someone to give me a glimmer of light, even if it could only allow me to see my hair, my tears, and my palms. But I'm still silent in the night when it's just me.