403 Forbiddena Hate
(This dark room with dead air has any essence. There aren't morning, daylight, and night.
Wandering around a dream, today I go deep into the games and animation world again.
And I identify myself with the heroes.
In the utopian world, I'm a descendant of the hero who fights for the world's peace.
And a handsome guy who is the center of attraction of 12 younger sisters.
I have any impossibility and can become anything.
I thought so...)
Day after day I am rotten to the core, watching the Animation in the gloomy room.
My nagging parents haven't spoken to me anything since I've hit them.
They search my face in a silky voice, but they're scared of me at the bottom of their heart.
It makes me annoyed tremendously...
Their behavior disgusts me!
Leave me alone!!
The little amount of ease given by cigarettes is MY TIME.
Only the knowledge from the games has been piled up.
I want it that way. Is this really my whole life? Oh.
Please tell me someone... Can't I back to the past once again?
Where have my friends gone?
Where has my way to the future passed?
Not knowing the answer, I wasting my own precious time.
Where have I lost my way?
Whatever have I mistaken? Oh
I don't know... so I hate all...
All I just do is to hate...
(But how am I in the real world?
Drop out from college, corpulence and being a NEET
this is reality, not a dream. It's an unmistakable fact.)
Day after day I'm rotten to the core, playing the TV games in the gloomy room.
My nagging parents haven't interfered in me anything since I've kicked them.
They search my face in a silky voice, but they're scared of me at the bottom of their heart.
It makes me annoyed tremendously...
Their behavior disgusts me!
Leave me alone!!
(It is not I cannot do but I don't.
Persuading myself and I've been alive before.
I wouldn't do my best.
I was afraid of realizing me cannot make much of outcomes,
so I envy for them their glow.
I keep my temper only by hating and slandering them,
and I can feel myself better than them.)
The little amount of ease given by medicines is MY TIME.
Only the knowledge from animations has been piled up.
I want it that way. Isn't this situation a dream? Oh.
Please tell me GOD. Please say this is a dream. Do awake me up!
However, this is real.
So you must wake up right now.
And you must carry on.
You must stand your own legs
whose voice is this I heard?
What can I do for my situation? Oh
I don't know... so I hate all...
All I just do is to hate...
I hate all! I hate all!
I hate the all of the tenderness!
I hate all! I hate all!
I hate the future and the past.
I hate all! I hate all!
But what I really hate is myself!
I hate me! I hate me!
I hate me, can't do anything!
I hate all! (I hate me!) I hate all! (I hate me!)
But I see how to do from now on.
I hate all! (I hate me!) I hate all! (I hate me!)
So I never hesitate.
I hate all!!!
I hate me (and emerge) from this hateful (situation).
C'mon myself to break the wall!
(Life is being a Hero of RPG game has undecided purpose.
There are no confirmation between true friends and enemies.
But, in the situation, one gets true friends and find own purpose of life.
Everybody call him hero with veneration.)