I know sometimes when we think together
A kind of strange friendship grows,
I also know that
Some people never understand some easy things that
We relish everyday.
May be this is quite normal with life
May be not
From the bottom of my heart
the strange question comes:
What for all these?
Why we need to continue and
who is waiting for us in the other end?
I know the answers to all these
Still I ask.
Let's tell you the truth in private:
It is death and darkness
Like a long dreamless, endless sleep.