Song meaning of 椎名もた (siinamota) - 少女A (Young Girl A) (English Translation) by Genius English Translations

Oh, here we have a little ditty called "Young Girl A" by 椎名もた (siinamota), translated by the lyrical geniuses at Genius English Translations. Ah, the poetic wonders of introspection and self-doubt, wrapped in a lovely package of depression and despair. It seems our dear protagonist is questioning the unfair judgment that sometimes befalls their life in comparison to someone else's. And my, oh my, they just can't catch a break with those dark skies of depression looming overhead. But fear not, for our troubled soul has discovered that rain showers of occasional relief don't quite do the trick anymore. Oh, the drama! And let's not forget the rotting love and hate, folks. How in the world can one swallow such bitterness and maintain a smile? It's a true art form, my friends. But wait, brace yourselves for the revelation that our protagonist can't express themselves well, so they place all their trust in this lucky receiver of vague words. Ah, love, ain't it grand? And speaking of dreams, hold on a moment, there's been a mistake! Oops! It seems the coldness seeps into every crevice of their existence, causing repeated stumbling and shivering. How exquisite! Oh, the agony! Now, pay close attention, for our protagonist's voice is somewhere far, far away, floating in a sea of distance. But do not fear, dear listeners, for they kindly request to be spared from any potential harm. Ah, the nerve-wracking pursuit of being oneself. How many times must our dear protagonist face this existential quest? But fret not, for they arrive with all their promises in tow, as if they were precious gifts wrapped in regret and swallowed mistakes. And look, here comes the trickery of two flowers to deceive an innocent child. Why, you ask? Well, it must be because our protagonist simply gave up, darling. Oh, the pain! But wait, brace yourselves, once again, for our protagonist is chasing after a far-off dream at an astonishing speed. Too fast, too furious, one might say. The remnants of unthrown-away feelings manifest as an embodiment of pure hatred. Oh, the sweet melody of despise! Ah, but fear grips our dear protagonist, trembling at the mere thought of approaching danger. And what's this? Repeating mottos to the point of mind-numbing repetition? Well, isn't that just fantastically monotonous? Oh, the coldness envelops our protagonist, freezing their very existence, leaving them begging for warmth. How many times, oh how many more times, must they endure the journey of self-discovery? And so, my friends, we bid adieu to "Young Girl A," this lyrical masterpiece that captures the ethereal essence of despair and uncertainty in a way that will surely leave you questioning the nature of your own existence. Bravo, my dear siinamota, bravo!