I feel like I might be seen through.
All of me.
In front of your gaze.
Not yet, it's a little early.
It's me who'll show you everything.
Don't rush me so much.
Makeup and fashionable clothes
Won't convey the truth.
So remember Trans-Parance.
Even if I pretend to be popular, the truth is it's only you.
Always off-balance, strong-willed, and more cowardly than anyone.
Even though I'm flailing in your sea.
At the meet-up cafe.
Someone other than you
If I think about it for a moment.
A gentle wind blows.
The bangs that sway.
When I looked down, worrying about it.
Eyes across the table.
The eyes across the table said, "I won't let you go anymore."
Surely Trans-Parance, more than words
The speed of my heartbeat reaches you.
Always off-balance, contrarian, and easy to misunderstand, but
I, and everyone else, have long since become yours.
So remember Trans-Parance.
Even if I pretend to be popular, the truth is it's only you.
Always off-balance, contrarian, and easy to misunderstand, but
I, and everyone else, have long since become yours.