Called the name of the forgotten

I let people down and make them disappointed.

I have suffered throughout my life, but I wasn’t the only one.
If anything, I made them suffer.

My family and
All the people that trusted me
All the people that had helped me

Me

I hate my past

I don’t like my present

I wish I could be erased

Not dead, not forgotten, but erased. 
I wish I never happened.

Silent care, unknown love, and countless tears.

All the why’s, how’s, and what if’s do not matter.

My existence’s erasure would ensure everyone’s pleasure.

미안함과
고마움

행복속의
절망들

습관된
한심함

Ive burdened everyone i care for
I tried to make it up but the damage is irreparable