INSIDE IDENTITY
Where do I belong?
What is it about āmisunderstanding is shameā
Or that ābeing honest is painfulā
No matter what people will say to me
I donāt care about whatās right or not
In this everyday ordinary life
Iām forced to fit in
I bite, drink, spit and laugh
At those people who lost their individuality
I really want somebody to understand me
I want to say something, but I canāt say it
Why is it that thereās so many people
Who cannot understand? Why is that? Why is that?
This passionate sun
Somehow, considerably raises the heat to the maximum
I canāt help but want to scream
Recklessly seeking IDENTITY
Ah⦠(INSIDE MY FEELING INSIDE MY JUSTICE
Donāt be in the way, where do I belong?)
āYouāre cute~ā I wonder who said that
It echoes beside me
A question mark rises above my head
After awaking, today is also sunny
How do I present myself
Thereās me who is bad at this
About the things that only I can do
Even though Iām also aware about it
But no matter how I look at it, do I have to care?
Is it proper to seek approval by others?
āWhat is the truth?ā Iām bothered by this
Searching for the answer, I want to find it, and look intently at it
I know loneliness and love
But Iām still not mature enough to tell them apart
Even though Iām lonely, I wonāt surrender
My only true IDENTITY
Ah⦠(INSIDE MY FEELING INSIDE MY JUSTICE
Donāt be in the way, where do I belong?)