I took out a piece of paper
Carefully put it on the table.
Write my real name down carefully.
The time people call this is numerable.
I grabbed my old coat from cabinet
It was hanging neatly
had the accent from my hometown
I tried to take a walk
Try to detect the world that was unknown
Water drops are hanging on the grass.
My coat became wet.
I looked at myself in the shadow.
I was still struggling yet.
The roses hold tightly with each other
They do not know the scene outside their ground.
A dandelion was travelling alone from somewhere
I will hold her in my hand.
I put her nicely in my pocket
Give warmness to this loner
She must miss the soil that she grow up
We are both foreigner.
Someone has different appearance with me
Smiled at me and say hi
I am used to this culture and language