On my way,
my mother is my sun,
my father is my moon,
my teachers are my stars,
giving light to me,
they're always there for me.
My friends are my trees,
giving fresh air to me.
Though I cannot stay with a tree endlessly,
I can keep my memory.
Knowledge is my food,
giving power to me.
Though I cannot sample all of it,
I do not waste my every meal.
Whenever I fail,
the sky will be brighter,
the trees release more air.
Feeling something upholding me,
I stand up again.
In this way,
I walk and walk, run and run, fall and fall,
to find who I am.
I find the answer at the expense of a life.
Perhaps,
there is no answer.
Yet,
we would not go back alive since we are here.
Maybe,
we have been being who we are when finding the answer.
So,
I am always who I am.
Rough, knowledgable, funny, helpful
You never know what I am thinking
Scientists are right, the earth is not at the corner of the universe
I am
I seldom trust anyone.
Although my school results are good
I really hate to study.
I like freedom and
discovering something new in the world.
I think it should be about me.
I don't settle for people.
I don't like the enmity between people.
Maybe you just want to know my hobby or my age.
But it isn't mine.
You know me, but not my appearance.
I enjoy the quiet of nature.
So, I decide to live in an isolated island,
And no one can disturb me.
That sadly,
though the earth does not spin on my axis
at least your perspective of me
is not slanted by the horizon
just a little curved.
I don't know what I want to do
I don't know what I'm dreaming of
I don't khow what my target is
These things always trouble me
I try to talk to some people
But I find that it is hopeless
I don't know what I can do
I just know that there isn't much time for wasting
I'm just a lazy girl who likes black and crucifix but I am not a Christian
An industrious student is just an illusion but no one believes me
I am dying for tranquillity and some changing
Even if I will lose some things by having these
It's fine that no one knows me
And it seems to be horrible
if someone really understands me
But I find that I also don't comprehend myself later
It's not a sorrowful thing having fewer friends than others
Yet I detect that it's not good for health
if there is nobody who can be a listener of mine
I'm just an irresolute girl
who hates insects and hypocrites the most
People always suggest what I should do
But I just want to be myself