I Want to Hold Myself Lightly, but I Am Already Light Enough.

When there is nothing to do, an emptiness, no feeling of being alive. When things fill the time up, I feel unfree. Life, I want you to give me a task, and I also want to care about nothing at all.

World, am I the reflection of everyone’s wishes? Then how many others are there who have hurt the way I have, who are hurting still.