Einsamkeit
Though I look like I’m lecturing,
I'm actually just conversing
It's not really...
At times my face may look grim,
But I'm actually just cold
Though I don't mind it...
I take pride in work that needs delicacy,
But my fingers are fat
That's why
Even if I'm said to be "generally adequate,"
Strictly speaking
I don't understand
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
I want to be found
Though they say I eat only potatoes,
They're the same with soba and pasta
If the kitchen gets dirty and dark,
I have nowhere to cook
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
My heart is opening, I want to be set free
Because you are here, I can be myself
I'm always said to be scowling,
But my smiling face hasn't been erased
You may think I'm frightening,
But it's only because my face strains when I laugh
Strong
Loneliness