blue birds in the spring

everyone's so busy now. running from place to place during lesson intervals, who has time to think about anything? not even stopping to look at the flowers that have bloomed in our garden. not even looking at who you almost walked into. aren't you tired?

i feel like a failure now. can't even do a simple thing like erasing stuff from my memory. persistence? maybe i don't want to let go. but i've tried so hard.

cinderella broke her glass shoe when she dropped it in the castle.