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.