Fragile
Hirosuke Nishiyama
Hidden in the fog
Can't make out a thing
I've lost all sight
The only sounds
Are my cries
Fragile
This world was created in limitied color
Constantly fooled by this beauty
Can't even touch it
Can't be taken away
Destruction of this world
Limited colors are hiding
Filling with sorrow and hate
With no end
Why?