Life
C'est la vie,
that's the way life has to be.
Full of pain,
aching more than thorny rain.
Broken heart,
you and your love are bounded to live apart.
Hopeless soul,
outside and inside you're overmuch sole.
No fantasy left,
although you still feel fresh and deft.
Brain just stops,
people forefeel they're only poor backdrops.
No-one cares,
everyone's single and see no pair.
It won't be better,
you need no shelter.
I surrender my loneliness...