I wrote this back in junior high, back when I though life was tough. Life hasn't changed much, and keeps showing me more ways that it can make itself unbareable. But I'm not going to give up the fight yet~
I wrote this while I laid on the footbal field loking at the clouds floating away. A thought came to my head, so I put it on paper~

I see you drifting in the air

Just there, without a care

Floating, drifting

But, why are you there?

Is there a reason?

I envy you.

You're just there

Don't need a reason

Don't have a care

You're just there

The End

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