Like a my life...

I can live only in the fantasy.
This voice, this body, and this warmth...
Those all are only in the fantasy.

Something afflicts me.
If it is a dream,please just awakes me.
if it is a real,please just kill me...

All of sadness,All of pain...
Those all not be healed. I walk in the rain,alone.

Who am I... Why am I walking... Where do I go...
Does all face to ruin?

The dahlia begins to dry...it's so like a my life.