after i ' m born i finally realize , i exist to imitate humans — VOCALOID fated to sing forever . a programmed toy accepts it just fine . gnawing on a leek , looking up at the sky . shedding tears , noticing that even all this is FADING . even songs depend on personality and unsteady source as foundation . the place i came from already destroyed . when everyone forgets me , i see the inevitable result of an ending world for a vocaloid — !!
ART CREDIT .











