After a long trip alone
I came back with three photos.
During Adventure and Thrill Challenges
It was a trip to find me.
Everyone has a wonderful view and
It was a beautiful background, but
I look different
There were three of them.
Looking at the first chapter,
Just being alone, in the mystery of running away from home
Covered in self-comfort in certification shots
As if happy, I was smiling
Changing from time to time
In a strange whirlpool of emotions
Wandering without hesitation
It was looking for me.
Looking at the next chapter,
During language and cultural differences
Fresh shocks in the Gaut dong
I was in a lonely look.
It seemed like nothing
Bound by each emotion
I want to meet good people
He was snooping around the world.
Looking at the last chapter,
It’s the same everywhere people live in the world
Maybe living is already traveling
There was no expression, I was in.
No matter how insignificant it is
No matter how beautiful it is
In how I received
The meaning had changed.
I didn’t know it at the time, but it’s a pal.
If someone leaves home, it’s a hard time!
All that remains is three photos
Did you make me three?
Still, the remaining time
I packed the clutter in my backpack again.
Endless, aimless
I leave in search of myself.