三浦春馬《你存在的時間》🌸🐎

When I was just a kid Everything I did
Was to be like him Under my skin.

My father always thought If I was strong and fought
Not like some albatross, I'd begin to fit in.

Look at me powerless and holding my breath
Trying hard to repress what scared him to death.

It was not that easy to be his type of man
To breathe freely was not in his plan
And the best part of me
Is what he wouldn't see.

I'm not my father's son
I'm not the image of what he dreamed of
With the strength of sparta And the patience of job
Still couldn't be the one To echo what he'd done
And mirror what was not in me.

The endless story of expectations
Swirling inside my mind wore me down
I came to a realization And I fin'lly turned around
To see that I could just be me.

We're the same, Charlie boy You and me.