I let you lose yourself, my friend,
so you could find the man you lost.
Well, have you found him yet?
Of corse not.
Are you even looking,
Or are you making someone else?
If you aren't there to take yourself back,
It doesn't help.
Oh look, you found yourself again!
No... It only looked to be true...
I've waited for you to change for too long.
It's time to give up on you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem