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i mean, i only tried to laugh along because i was being laughed at, so why did they get angry at me?
when things don’t go as well as they do in my imagination, why do i always have to say i’m sorry?
my hair is such a mess that i can’t even show it to mama, but i still say, “please forgive me”
you said that stepping on others pains you, but was that a lie?

i can’t do it, i don’t have that kind of talent
i can’t do it, i don’t have that kind of talent either
i can’t do it, and it’s not like they’d sell that kind of talent at some shop

will god up in heaven even want to dirty his hands with this kind of trash?
a sudden, tiny coronation ceremony that only i know about
hey, lеt me replace еven that prim and proper princess, sonya!

i mean, even if you try to blame your sins and such on this tiny, tiny world full of lies
and curse it, will that blame make things better or worse?
as for all those clichés in books that seem to explain love so well—
please ban them, and announce they were incorrect

“wait, why are you asking to be forgiven with such a sullen attitude?”
this is all so ridiculous to the point that it shocked me, so i just froze and started to cry
the self-consciousness i fed until it became overgrown made me self-centered
and i looked dramatically up at the sky, but the crows overhead artfully spoiled it

i’ve mastered the art of whiling away my time by pretending to sleep, so much so that i turned to stone and stopped breathing
the feeling of having fingers pointed at my back makes me so ashamed, i’d just like to disappear!
would you please teach me the method of “laughing properly” instead?
i smoothed down that dirty wish and hid my sins away

these feelings, so pure and normal that we toss them away
how do you decide whether they’re tainted or not?
“please stop pretending to be n0ble and give me an answer, sister!
please treat me as an equal just this once,” i asked, kicking at a pebble

a useless loving tool that was never painted in any color
even when i got down on my knees and tolerated everything, n0body came to save me!
isn’t this too much? haven’t i been left out? is that right?
i see, so if those without anything left repented, you would still pretend not to know

i mean, even if you try to blame your sins and such on this tiny, tiny world full of lies
and curse it, will that blame make things better or worse?
and as for all those nonsense scriptures about love offered by those wise saints?
i muttered, “they’re exaggerated,” and that it’s actually really simple

today, the flower smiles as it gains color

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