I don't understand the weather, I don't understand choices, I don't understand the world, I don't understand people's hearts
I don't understand love, I don't understand reason, I don't understand concealment, I don't understand myself
Destined to be in this world, there are too many things that cannot be questioned, should not be continued, but cannot be resisted...
I really want to travel far away, don't let anyone get close to me, be alone, and find the peace of the past!
Too much depression, too much suspicion, too frank, too immodest
Too casual, too unhesitating, too desire-oriented, too difficult to calculate
Destined to be in this world, there are too many stories that are confusing and confusing. I want to give up secretly, but it becomes increasingly clear...
I really want to travel far away, don't let anyone get close to me, and be alone to sort out my chaotic thoughts!
Wrong and right, right and wrong, pain and happiness, joy and sorrow, don't collect them, indifferent memories...
My heart is leaving...
(This trip, in fact, I miss you the most...)