To Be

Everyone Passes Through. I don't keep them in mind either. It can't be helped. You've been carrying that junk as if it's important. People saw you from a deistance and thought you were strange. Even so you laughed and said to me "this is treasure." While I'm gaining something big, I wonder if there's something I've lost. I don't understand. This place I've regained, I bet it's slightly different. If you are there, I'm always laughing If you are there, I'm always laughing, I'm crying, I'm living. If you are not there, there's nothing. Was it myself? was it the people? or was it only a clock? The thing that seemed like it would break. How much do the arms that continue to protect the junk hurt? What have they sacrificied? Even though you'll never be perfect, you shine in your imperfection. The path you found isn't wide. The path you found isn't wide, it isn't narrow, somehow you alone have made it better for me. Becaused you were there, I'm alwats laughing. Becaused you were there, I was always laughing, I was crying, I was living. If you are not there, there is nothing. By: Ayumi Hamasaki