In A City [world] As Dirty As

I Don't Have Dreams. How Can I Say It? I Myself Am A Dream.

Even In My Age Now, I'm The Same As Before And Just As Fearful I Only Learn How To Pretend To Be Strong

Slowly, I've Come To Realize That I Cannot Heal My Past And That Fearing The Unavoidable Future Is Pointless

Of Course, My Motto Is Still, 'work Is Work, Private Is Private.

Surely, No One Hoped For So Many Things. Hold The Flowers Close To Your Heart; They May Someday Bloom.