We all have things that trouble us
As times goes by, it will multiply.
And at the same time, it will decrease as we try.



We will have a pain in our ass
It's not easy, but it will get cleverer
Inside is something we are asking for.



Some have sickness unknown
And the girl in white told me "No,
just keep on walking, till your legs die on you."



Here i am resting for recovery
All i'm left is empathy



Here we won't know the answer
I'll just sit here silently
for you to reply.

C.K.