After a long day I take heavy steps When everyone else is asleep I carefully open the door The familiar scent of my mother On top of the table Waiting for me is a note that says “Good job today” Making me cry
Walking on the street late at night On my way back from a long day What always faces me is the deep darkness And my quietly sleeping family Sometimes, they were like baggage Because of the many expectations and disappointments They were always by my side So I always wanted to escape