if I fall, shall I stand
or shall I remain fallen
staring at my reflection
whispering at the way you went
the place I stayed along
losing on my own

staying all the same, is it a an assumption ungranted
would follow through things I do not know and yet arrive,
within my own game, lost, with the voice of nothing.
all make assumption, shall I go through them
what if most assumptuion are wrong.
shall I lie, on the moving ground.
I wish I could here my own mind, and other's
their is nothing left, and no reason to stay here, so I'll
go, move. not by my own desire. but by the eviroment's.
Aren't we all torn apart by the enviroment
i guess its time, we have better choices made alone. but we
cannot continue breathing on our own.
behavior of one connected is with the other's.
its nothing, a silly misfortunee. not knowing yourself. but
knowing others and through it yourself.

if I'll be someone else, who will you be?