I'm tired.
by me(whatever)
to Kashiwa Daisuke- Stella
I'm tired.
No one knows
how tired I am.
My morning is still night,
and I watch the constellations
spin and spin.
The room is cold,
I wake with my breath against the window.
My shoes are following me
every day for more than seventeen hours.
The dull pain through my brain,
foggy eyes wishing to retrace their steps
It's as though I'm underwater.
Take me away on the Galactic Railway.
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