I Simply Can't Build My Hopes On

There's Something Happening Everyday, But I'm Too Tired And Lazy To Write It All Down.

I Had An Occasional Flash Of Understanding, But Then Got Selfishly Wrapped Up Again In My Own Problems And Pleasures.

It Seems To Me That Later On Neither I Nor Anyone Else Will Be Interested In The Musings Of A Thirteen-year-old Schoolgirl.

I Want To Write, But More Than That, I Want To Bring Out All Kinds Of Things That Lie Buried Deep In My Heart.

Riches, Prestige, Everything Can Be Lost. But The Happiness In Your Heart Can Only Be Dimmed; It Will Always Be There As Long As You Live, To Make You Happy Again. Whenever You're Feeling Lonely Or Sad, Try Going To The Loft On A Beautiful Day And Looking Outside. Not At The Houses And The Rooftops, But At The Sky. As Long As You Can Look Fearlessly At The Sky, You'll Know That Your Pure Within And Will Find Happiness Once More.