Insensitivity is strength
I don't look back at all the things that happened until yesterday, thinking they're already in the past.
Sensitivity as weakness
I'm hurt by the subtleties of the crowd that no one sees

In an instant, a gust of wind blew through
A flower clinging to the collar of a suit
Few people notice

You realize this and go to the city
With steps that have known pain
walk through the city shyly

The petals that stick to you
speaking your名前