How to describe it?

The appearance of inexplicable tears makes me survive in regret and sighs, and dissolve in the light of life.

Mistakes that are repeated all the time, no matter how many times they start, never seem to change.

The glorious world seems to bloom a little dazzling in my eyes, what do you want to do?

But even if I pray that tomorrow will come and change the meaning of my life, there is no other future.

Even if I forget the repeated mistakes, those past events still linger in the depths of my mind, but in that silent and long-slanted path, the feeling of unfinished continues.

I wanted to get closer, but the feeling of being lost seemed to make me hesitate.

Everything is just the beginning.