It's very disgraceful but it's so rightful...

Time is accidental to me

Being hit by my breathing in reality

The fact to keep breathing is a mystery.

Not even for a moment did I want this place...

Inside this small room, one day is accidental and disgraceful.

I already know. The fact that you will no longer be my existence...

My pure body has become covered in wounds

My pure soul has begun to rot little by little

My entire body begins to stink of a rotten egg scent

To an extent of not being able to sense.

Because of the little desire to go to America

Another disgraceful day has passed and I had to bed

Although I hope to sleep like this forever

I open my eyes and it's a cruel day

The red rotten egg smell is still on my belly

I can only stand still

I bow my head and send a somewhat happy greeting

But it taunts me

Quietly I stare at the white's land even if it feels farther away

Even if my limbs are twisted I can't make a sound.