I do not have energy to talk about anything meaningful.
I look down always distracted and miss anything beautiful.
I do not think I can be so spontaneous.
I ignore your life except for pleasantness.
I do not want to disturb your voicelessness.
I think meaningful interaction is just wastefulness.
I do not want to avoid human alienation.
I just want to have a three-line conversation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem