When the day is over,
You open your eyes,
Close the soul and cover,
This is sleeping mind,
Listening -you burn inside,
Hold on, I"m with you now,
Give me one moment to ride,
In a traffic - saw the cloud
Can I be another person?
Should I choose a mortal life?
Could I say what made proposes?
Would I want to take the knife?
What I can?
And what I may?
This my question...
This my pain...