Even so, what can I possibly do?
What can I do to change this tiny box-garden reality?I haven't even lived half of my life;
rebelling against, and embracing others -
These experiences are being tattooed onto my subconscious.When I was stood on the edge of a cliff,
"Adversity" grabbed my arm,
and for the first time, I could see where I was.
Towards a wider field; towards somewhere deeper, larger...
I'm just heading towards a world which I can't even imagine.Tell me, what is the definition of "strength"?
Does it mean to hurt yourself,
or perhaps to throw yourself away to protect someone who you should protect?The gazelles in the savanna raise clouds of dust;
they have no choice but to remain standing in the wind, till the day they die.Humans keep walking onward,
just in order to keep on living.
They proceed, while still decoding an incomplete piece of data.
It looks like I've already walked out of the desert of my beginnings, alone.
I want to remain as myself till the day I turn to ash.Where did I come from, long ago?
Where will I go, in the far future?
Being thrown around without knowing; time will come to an end before I realize it.
It looks like I've already walked out of the desert of my beginnings, alone.
I want to remain as myself till the day I turn to ash.When I was stood on the edge of a cliff,
"Adversity" grabbed my arm,
and for the first time, I could see where I was.
Towards a wider field; towards somewhere deeper, larger...
I'm just heading towards a world which I can't even imagine.I want to know about myself...
this is the only thing i can think about. why is that?
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