From inside, gazing at open window
My body like my feeling burns within…
How can I tell
Places, times, passion, tears that I lost?
I can’t never be on those places
Nor can I bring back those times!
Oh, how I feel the passion, once was inside me!
Now, I pray, Yet my soul is lost!
How can I go on another day or night?
While I pray and wish to find what I lost!
Before I burst,
Shall I leave this earth?
How do I know why I am always sad?
How do I know why I hate this world of mine?
I am confused of this strange feeling myself!
Not that I didn’t try to find joy.
Should I try again to learn this trait?
As if my effort comes from an unfounded place.
I burn within, should I throw this world of mine away?? …