Build a castle with sorrow

To me who likes black

Dark purple butterflies are painted in the wind

They dance with a touch of sadness

The lake in the middle of the night holds dreams

Raise your arms

Toward the distance

Throw a stone

That was my last stubbornness

gloomy sky

A ray of light flashed across

Carrying the last hope floating towards

A place that doesn’t belong to me

----------My mother said that the place you can't see will never belong to you.