Looking at all the messages
I could feel the sunshine intruding into my sight
I don't want to miss out a single message
Because they're all my encouragement
My source of motivation
Just have to look at the "gambaitei"s given in the essays
I will feel like smiling
Sometimes helpless
Sometimes gratified
Sharing this feeling with the morn
I should be the earliest person to be awake in the neighborhood!
Because I'm the last to sleep
Listening to the sound of people going out to strive for a living
The unwillingness to close the door
The aroma of breakfast
The repeated routine
Just like machine-liked robots
The street lit up and extinguish
Just like syllables in textbooks
Never changing
I think, only when I jump out of this routine
Will I laugh whole-heartedly
Talking about laughing whole-heartedly, it's been a long time since I have the urge to do that~ ~
It's the same today, looking at the lights from the opposite building
One by one, it extinguishes
I typed word by word
From the nest second onwards, I'll use my heart to understand every single thing and people
I want to be happy ^ ^
