Myself / illustration

I made this illustration for the following poetry.
(extract from )
My room is small,
I'll open my window.
My windows are bad,
I'll arrange my bed well.
My affections are short,
I'll promise heavily.
My promise is embarrassed,
I'll put off my life lightly.
My past is bare,
I'll fill today fully.
Today is pale,
I'll paint my future colorful.
My happiness is little,
I'll accumulate my laugh lines.
My laugh lines are short,
I'll write a long poetry.
When leaves wave to autumn.
I'll feel the pain from light.
When twilight is coming.
When clouds covered sky.
The sun will close its eyes,
crying lonely.