I walked when it never deviated from this way which you drew.
I clung not to retire.
Make a line towards the same direction.
But I don't know anymore that you say.
In the point of the goal of your words,there was nothing.
There was nothing there.
Breathing me.
It was only it.
I had a dream.
I couldn't become a hero.
Attaching a reason all the time, I came back here all too soon.
There were the crossroads.
I was coward.
Your way is not my way.
I blame my honesty and your ego.
What I used to be ten years ago does't disappear in front of my present eyes.
I glare at me.
The mirror is clouded.
I do not finish being here.
I am not you.
In the point of the goal of your words, there was nothing.
I blame my honesty and your ego.
I give it here in 25 year's worth of my realization, now to destroy all of you.
I walked when it never deviated from this way which you drew.
I clung not to retire.
Make a line towards the same direction.
But I don't know anymore that you say.