Hey, Hitomi
The person making a beautiful bouquet
Doesn’t mind rough hands
Hey, Hitomi
The flower that bloomed brilliantly
Bees cut through the wind
Carrying pollen
It’s finally blooming, isn’t it?
I put my wishes into it
To find the you that you desire
And find the nameless efforts
Supporting those shining and flourishing
We are all liars
But what’s truly scary
Is not realizing you’re lying
By pretending not to see
Sharing this moment, living in the now
With someone who understands, who we can understand
Finding a heart that loves and supports us
On nights we’re lost and about to make mistakes
Seeing the tears you shed
In frustration
I will think
And believe it’s “beautiful”
In that pain
You will
Become kind again
Hey, dad
Is it okay if I say
I don’t understand
Everything you think
Hey, dad
This much I understand
You don’t want to worry
That’s why you make me
And everyone laugh
Visible things
You see
Are made of invisible ones