I believe who wrote this poem.

I believe our world is still wonderful. I believe our friendship is still pure. I'm sure you won't forget our vows. I believe you will be happy. I believe I am not a selfish person. I believe you still remember the time we spent together. Really, I didn't ask for anything. Really, I don't care about anything. Really, I care about your friendship. Really, I am willing to give up anything. Still silly, thinking that I haven't changed between us. Still silly, thinking that nothing happened between us. Or just leave it to fate. Still silly, standing next to you watching you. Still silly, thinking that there are fairy tales in this world. Still silly, thinking that this society is not hypocritical. I am a person who still thinks many things are beautiful, but they are not so beautiful. Forget it, time is up, forget it, fate is here, forget it, you are happy, forget it, I am the most damned, forget it, you are happy, I will not make any unnecessary changes for your friendship. The original happy ending, let my appearance break everything. It turns out that beautiful fairy tales ruined my face. It turns out that 1 cut what belongs to me and you took it away. I don't need friends who don't need you to treat me as friends and can be used selfishly. I told you this is me. It was, is and will never change. -After 84, it's either the song of the one upstairs.