I have no idea

　　I don't know how many years this world has cycled.

　　I don't know if it's lonely. I

　　don't know if all things are companions.

　　I don't know if I am the world

　　, or my world . I don't know

　　if the world can accommodate such arrogance.

　　I don't know what I'll be like without this world. I don't know if

　　I'll be sad leaving my world.

　　I don't know what cool is,

　　what beauty is, what love is.

　　I don't know what dedication is.

　　I don't know what existence is.

　　I don't know what meaning is. I don't know that

　　headaches require medicine. I don't

　　know that bleeding needs wiping away.

　　I don't know how to shed tears.

　　I don't know that happiness requires cheering.

　　I don't know that danger requires fear.

　　I don't know that I'm living a life.

　　I don't know if lying there forever will make me disappear.

　　But I know…

　　a period equals an end .

　　Not taking medicine will lead to death.

　　Tears taste terrible.

　　Blood

　　is a beautiful color. The mirror reflects a monster .

　　Period, period, period.

　　In the end, I will be the one to draw the period.