I'm probably just not good at <br>putting things into words or even <br>thinking them through first. <hr> That feeling when you complete a daring move from a risky hold. <br>That sensation when you look up at a huge crack in the rock wall <br>and your body starts to tremble. <br>That moment when the pedals you're pushing reach top speed. <br>Something like that. <hr> As I thought. Words... <br>I can't find the right ones. <hr> Beyond the highest reaches of the sky. <br>The edge of a forest spread wide with trees. <br>To the far side of the deep sea's rising <br>and falling waves. <br>There must be something there. <br>Even so… <hr> Once, when I was staring at the sea. <br>Someone asked, "What are you looking at?" <br>What could I say? <br>I didn't know. <br>They looked at me strangely when I smiled weakly. <br>I just wanted to be left alone. Maybe, <br>my heart is beyond the sky. <br>Already taken away. <br>To become human, <br>I might be missing something.