Kudou Shin'ichi is all of my appearance.

He's my bow-tie and trainers, my argumentative hair.

He's my jacket and shorts, everything that I wear.

Kudou Shin'ichi is all of my stuff.

He's my football and garden, my house and TV.

He's my desk and my books, my whole library.

Kudou Shin'ichi is all of my emotions.

He's my trust and betrayal, my pride and my sadness.

He's my hope and despair, my belief and my madness.

Kudou Shin'ichi is all of my aspirations.

He's my dreams and my nightmares, my knowledge and fear.

He's my wonders and reasons, my there and my here.

Kudou Shin'ichi is all of my deeds.

He's my mysteries and truths, my confessions and lies.

He's my mistakes and successes, my silence and cries.

Kudou Shin'ichi is all of my life.

He's my past and my future, my 'live' and my 'die'.

He's my soul and my heart, my ear and my eye.

Kudou Shin'ichi is all of my world.

He's my ocean and land, my desert and trees.

He's my sky and my cloud, my sun and my breeze.

Kudou Shin'ichi is all of my family.

He's my father and son, my uncle and brother.

He's my enemy and ally, my friend and my lover.

Kudou Shin'ichi is all of me.

Kudou Shin'ichi is who I want to be.

But... Edogawa Conan is all that you see.