My life gave me a lesson
I need to be more careful now
My heart is broke, my soul is aching
But I must live, and pain will die
My friend betrayed me, my girl said «bye»
Me father hates me, my grandma die
The world turned from me … I don’t love life
One thing I know …. I must survive
But should I live in our country?
Where burglars thief’s and other crime
Where you can sell your soul for money
And where you can tomorrow die
I breathe, I smell, I’m full of freedom
But what I need this freedom for?
If you live in room of prison
The prison of your body world
Why can’t we all to be immortal
To die and then restart at once
Why do we live and feel or bother?
What can we do? To die or bounce?
I’m like Shakespeare… I don’t have answers
For this undying, grievous points
The one thing sure … the vital spark continues
Will find our end … Where? How? And when? God knows…
The meaning of life
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