Trauma

今日の嬉しかった顔今日の悲しかった顔

昨日弱かった自分と明日きっと強い自分と

あなたなら誰に見せてる私なら誰に

見せればいい

時間なんてものはとても時として残酷で

でもその残酷さゆえに今が作られて

人を求めやまないのは一瞬の開放が

やがて訪れるか恐怖に買っているなら

足元で揺れている花に差益つかないままで

通りすぐいてきた私は鏡に迎えなくなっている

今日の嬉しかった顔今日の悲しかった顔

昨日癒された傷と今日深く開いた傷を

あなたなら誰に見せてる私なら誰に

見せればいい

与えられた自分だけの正気と凶器が合って

その幸らも否定せずに存在するなら

無駄なもの溢れてしまったもの役立たないものも

迷わずに選ぶよそう私が私であるためにね

幸せの基準はいつも自分の物差しで

決めてきたから

今日の嬉しかった顔今日の悲しかった顔　

昨日癒された傷と今日開きだしたとしても

あなたなら誰に見せてる私なら誰に

見せればいい

Today's happy face, today's sad face.

Yesterday's weak self, tomorrow's strong self.

If it's you, who are you showing it to? If it's me, who should I show it to?

Time is sometimes a cruel thing,

but the present is made by that cruelty.

Unceasingly searching for someone, an instant of release

soon triumphs over the visiting fear.

As I don't even notice the flowers shaking before my feet,

I can't even look at myself in the mirror.

Today's happy face, today's sad face.

Yesterday's healed wounds and today's deeply opened wounds.

If it's you, who are you showing it to? If it's me, who should I show it to?

The sanity and insanity that I was given and are mine only,

Both exist together without negating the other.

Futile things, spilled things, and useless things...

I'll choose with confidence, so I am of myself.

Because I have always defined happiness with my own standards.

Today's happy face, today's sad face.

Even if yesterday's healed wounds have opened today,

If it's you, who can you show it to? If it's me, I want to show it to that person.