Suddenly realising that I've been standing for a long time,
I don't know where I should head to
I, who still don't feel like heading home,
Will feel lonelier even if there are more people keeping me company
There are so many topics of conversation that concern me
And even I have heard of them
My happiness has to be approved
I feel wronged but I have nobody to confide in
The nightfall has caused my heart to peel like an onion
What is there to be left (of me) if I were to remove my defence
Why is it that when I am feeling fragile
I think of you even more
If you have heard so too
Have you ever thought of me
Do you want to be just friends
Or does your heart still ache for me
There's just so much that I want to tell you
And they're being suspended from my heart without any solutions (to this problem)
How do I echo (what other people say)
I cannot bear (to let go) and yet I have no alternative
If you have heard so too
Will you believe me
(Will you be) echoing the rumours
Or will you know that I am still me
I've learnt so much after having staggered (along the way)
You're the only person who understands me
When I think of you thinking of me
My chest still feels as tender as before