Juvenile
Boys and girls who hate themselves. You cannot fulfill today with thank-yous.It’s another incomprehensible foreign ideology, all the misfits’ lonely battle.Boys and girls who got abused. Stroking bruises, the cheek with welts.Their hearts scream even louder, showing an aspect of me-against-the -world.
Maybe I’m not a “human hater,” but I’m more like “human hatee.”Feeling insulted and biting my lip, I’m moved to tears as I promise to make them see.I’d rather disappear, I’d rather disappear.
You’ve got to make it happen while carrying the reason of your self-hate.Let me praise your juvenile, it’s okay to be reckless, your story has just begun.
Boys and girls with too much confidence. Obscure talent that remains unrecognized.Feeling anger at remaining nobody as well as self-disgustBoys and girls with great pride. They run across their unshakable will,With an everlasting desire to express and recklessness as weapons. That’s life.
It’s always people outside who want to give us weird names.They say, “It’s not realistic, it’s just idealism,” but it’ll be over when we stop talking about the ideal.We are all standing right here. We are all standing right here.
You’ve got to make it happen while showing off the evidence of your self-belief.Let me praise your juvenile, it’s okay to be naïve, your story has just begun.
If you stay right there, you are the “insulted one.”If you can make a step forward, you are the “undefeated one.”Better not to say that you’re scared. Better not to say that it’s hard.Nobody’s going to help you anyway, and I know you started while knowing it.
“Boys and girls with great pride. They run across their unshakable will,With an everlasting desire to express and recklessness as weapons. That’s life.”
The reason why you can be yourself, you should never lose it, it’s the only meaning of your existence.We’re here to praise the foolish juvenile. If you can laugh at the very end, everything will be okay.Your story has just begun.