The mutual torture between the madman and her rose
I seem to have lost a lot of people and hurt a lot of people along the way, but I don't know how to repent. I think that the world is not worth it, but I don't know that I am not worth it. The best is around me, but I can't catch it. People who don't love me, I am wandering around. This is reincarnation, I have to accept it, I have to repent, the love is gone, and the roses have withered...
Purpose: Adapted from my own personal experience