I am a stone.
Lying quietly on the side of the road
People in the past
They despise my cheapness.
I am sad
They stepped on me and kicked me.
Even cruelly threw me to the ground.
I put up with it
finally
one day
I can't help but
cry
When I cry
Someone found me.
He picked me up carefully.
Exclaimed: Look! What a beautiful crystal!
Oh!
Greedy people.
When I was a stone
Never looked at me again.
But when I became a crystal,
But please cherish my collection.
I am a crystal.
Can no longer lie quietly on the side of the road.
People in the past
They admire my nobility.
I want to know.
They touched me and kissed me.
Even hang me after punching.
I'm sorry
I don't want to make any more crystals.
I'd rather continue to lie quietly on the side of the road.
Make an ordinary stone
Even if I live the same life as before.
I started crying again.
But I became more beautiful.
I am a stone.
A weeping stone
People.
Call me Crystal.