I wasn't afraid of dying.
I've never wanted you to feel sad.
The photo of the sky I look in Ayutthaya...
Does everyone have the same sorrow?
“How can I change this reality?”
This devastating despair won't allow me to cry.
The honesty hidden in my heart
Turned to be a regret.
Lying on a cold bed with the feeling toward nowhere.
The morning sun rises again.
The answer is the same.
The hope won't go away.
The more I search for the hope the more the sorrow grows..
That day with laughter tears my heart apart.
But I won't give up.
Oh, God if you are there.
I will give you all my happiness.
So will you please change this answer?
I was standing and just looking up at the sky.