I have lots of tiredness both in my body and soul.
How wide the big world is!
I still cannot find a corner for me to take a break.
Why not?
All the corners are not empty?
The tiredness makes me dismal and unfree.
I want a corner of myself.
At there I can burst into tears to off-load my unhappiness and needn’t worry about others who will worry about me because they won’t see my cry.
Is the corner I want just inside my mind?
The corner is just inside my mind.
Just inside my mind.

If I am the sun, must be the sunset.
If I am a rose, must be the dried-up and sear one.
If a rose don’t need air, sunshine, soil, and water, do I need power, energy, courage, and cheer?
If cheer me up is for to do more work, I would rather not be cheered up.
A work is done and there comes another.
I don’t know how long I can wait and keep.
I am just tired and want to rest.
How difficult it is!

The rose is almost dried-up.