Knowingly, I and I
Clearly, it’s not just two, but one.
In a way, two families under one roof
Ah, you say you’re so good
I don’t even know that I am killing
They even lived with finger-pointing fingers.
Perhaps fearlessly, crazily
Even if I make mistakes, I say I’m okay
Even if I struggle, I say I’m okay
Avoiding each other, making excuses,
I sleep, I dream,
I work, I sweat.
I’m just a superficial enemy
Pushed by procedures and formalities
Who lives for whom
Wasting time as if passing by
Flustered, unable to even possess
Driven by obsession yet satisfied.
I’m just a facade
Buried in prestige and vanity
Who lives for whom
Without knowing what was ahead, she grabbed it tightly,
Confused, without real substance
I find comfort while being chased by anxiety.
Spilled, facing a sad reality
Wounded and wounded for me and to myself
It’s just a fleeting moment
“Blindfolded, aah,”
Leaving bitterness
He was even resenting the pain.