On Departing

厌倦了
欣赏沿路风景，
只希望
能走入内层，
窥探并参与其盛。
这
也是一种奢望?？

隐形的翅膀，
我没有。
隐形的存在，
历历在目。

避风港，
还原了我的形态；
又将离开，
走入残酷的茫茫



Fed up of
wandering and peeping along the border
Wish to
enter the core
Taking a real look and
becoming part of it
Isn't it only a wishful thought?

Invisible wings are not with me;
Invisible cloak clings on me.
Get away, I shout...
The cloak is still a cloak,
It says
I am always protecting you
from hurt.

H.O.M.E
returns me my contour
only for temporarily

Departing, again
I see the sneering haze
Marching towards me
Blinding me...