[bakato]

My personal interpretation if the poem:

I used to scream, but gradually I stopped making a sound.
I used to cry, but gradually I no longer shed tears.
I used to grieve, but gradually I could accept it all.
I used to feel joy, but gradually I felt bored of the world.
And today!
I am but left with a face without emotion, my gaze like stone, my heart unyielding.
This is me, a small person, Fang Yuan’s- perseverence!