Shall I write in my class journal
All about you?
Today’s weather was “troublesome blue”
A day where absurdity was drowned out by clamor
First period: We still can’t become adults
Second period: So that we don’t forget these days
Shall I write in my class journal
All about you?
In this classroom, I exist
There are people who make me laugh
There are even awkward, but kind folks
And fools who cry in place of me
And every time I experience various kinds of love
I feel like I can laugh off anything
Boys and girls,
In the midst of colorful conflicts, whirl around
Burning away the spring of youth with too much “spring”
They lament, “I want to go back”
I will never forget you.
“I wish everything would disappear when I wake up”
I used to think that every morning as a child
Third period: When it became reality
Fourth period: Me, who couldn’t even cry
You changed me
Your doodles faintly blurred
In this classroom, I exist
There are people who make me laugh
There are even awkward, but kind folks
And fools who cry in place of me
And every time I experience various kinds of love
I feel like I can laugh off anything