[In English]　Sharp Malice

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Hey there, lovelies!
It’s your girl, Crossdresser Yukioko, coming at you with some seriously cute vibes!

In this blog post, I wanna share some poems I wrote back in the day, you know? Life isn’t just all sunshine and rainbows; there are those sad, tough, and challenging times. Going through all these different scenes is what made me who I am today. So, I thought of posting some poems from the past, like snippets of those scenes. I want you to get to know a bit about me through these poems, you know?

Sharp Malice

Amidst the exchange of beautiful words, at times, crystals of malice sneak in. Undoubtedly, a clumsy message from the puppet fool
What do they expect from me? Fulfilled, I devote all my energy to maintaining the status quo. Fool, it’s better to discard wishful thinking. Fool, it’s better to discard wishful thinking

A small adult crying in front of a tiny wall, Seeking fruits but not the truth, So why won’t anything grow? I’m just laughing from afar, Mocking the foolish heart that looks down.

Let’s embark on a journey before the picture of my hopes dries. In this cruel reality, there’s no angel of salvation. Once unleashed, the magic won’t cease until the final moment. Only a cold wind keeps blowing through.

The aesthetics of subjectivity are not something to impose but to choose and learn. It doesn’t matter if it’s black or white, It doesn’t matter if it’s red or blue. Turn the positive hidden within the negative into an ally, Let’s break down the walls of malice.

Life is fleeting, especially the heart, truly delicate. How would I live if I were in your shoes? What choices would I make? How would you live? What choices would you make? Curiosity arises from time to time, Yet, I don’t seek the answers. Knowing others’ answers is nothing but a waste of time. Sharpening oneself in that feeling brings paradise closer.

Change doesn’t wait; it arrives suddenly at any moment. Those not involved would likely feel despair within post-event reports. Yet, small justices exist as many as there are humans, And grand justices exist as numerous as the changes. The ones who move forward are the only ones who can determine whether it’s justice or evil.

That angel won’t trample upon the maggots, Nor will it offer salvation. Simply passing by, mocking from a distance.

Feel your existence, Believe in your existence. Even if birth itself were a sin, There is no punishment in life.

Somebody laughed a little in the distance, A butterfly fluttered far away. And then, a storm arrives. In the yet unseen future, a storm of salvation will come.