Why can't it be simpler?
Why can't I be calm...without getting hurt?
There is ultimate pain:
feeling of sorrow, contempt and disdain!

Why can't I go my way?
Where clouds are less grey;
and angels pray...
for my secure stay!

For me... it's a hard route
but I accept to go through
I hope...I will get a place
where I will rest...
Somewhere... someday!