Shawx Time

I suddenly find home is not that one anymore.

And if it is, then why I'm now tearing?

I don't know whether it is I who am changing, or I just didn't be myself moment ago.

I hate the feeling; I hate myself; I hate me.

It always said that I will one day finally know.

And if I will, then why they wanna me know it now?

And if I know, can it all be forgotten rather than gone?

I close my eyes; what becomes dark is not this world.

But why I'm not able to see anything?

And if I turn blind, then will all be darked and become invisible?

And if I die, will everything comes to nothing forever?

Long live nothing, and cry for the whloe world.

                                                                                                                                                                             at 06中秋