Flower
If I suddenly disappear from this place nowWill you search for me alone?Until you find me, can I believeThat people are kind, as I wait for you?
Becoming an adult, orBeing an innocent childWhich one is more painful?I’ll stop asking such questionsIf you will bloom
If we are in this city, in the midst of moving crowdsWill you listen to me alone?Continuing on, never stoppingWill this scream reach someone?
Even while knowing that you will wilt somedayYou grow beautiful so you will be lovedReaching out and growing straightJust what kind of courage is needed to do that?
Becoming an adult, orBeing an innocent childWhich one is more painful?I’ll stop asking such questionsIf you will bloom
Even while knowing that you will wilt somedayYou stand proud even when you are stepped onReaching out and growing straightJust what kind of power is needed to do that?
To repeat days which have passed, orTo look forward to tomorrowWhich one is more frightening?I’ll stop asking such questionsIf you will bloom