Torikago

Staring blankly at the sky through the classroom window
What am I living for? I don't know

The ideal me drawn in the margins of the textbook
Not just a puppet of the adults
With freedom like a flying bird

Even though you showed me dreams, not giving me the power to make them come true
Just makes it harder
With the length of the skirt decided for me
Unable to do what I want, where am I?

Forced to learn things I don't care about
Before I knew it, even my own words were being used

Straightening my back at the start of the chime
But my spirit is already breaking
I want to escape from this ordinary birdcage

I hate living with dead eyes
But I don't have the courage to fly alone

Not even able to choose the color of my hair
Unable to do what I want, where am I?

A voice inside my heart says I'm here

The top button of the blouse is too tight
I can't breathe, I let out a sigh
The sky is beautiful but out of reach for me
I want to shed it all and fly away, someone listen

Even though you showed me dreams, not giving me the power to make them come true
Just makes it harder
With the length of the skirt decided for me
Unable to do what I want, where am I?

A voice inside my heart says I'm here

The sky is beautiful