2021

















From when it went wrong, I’m not really sure

There’s been a blue question mark in my mind

Perhaps that’s why I lived fiercely 

But, as I look back, standing here absently,

that ferocious shadow that engulfs me 

The blue question mark that still exists

Would it be anxiety or depression

Could it be that humans are really the animals of regret

or, is it just me who was created by loneliness

I still don’t know, the ferocious blue

Hoping I don’t get eaten away, I’ll find the exit



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