life is easy
yes, life was, indeed, easy
if and only if it wasn't a catastrophe
what should life be
for a kid like me?
sailing across the vast empty sea
packed with just the hope to be free
from grudges kept inside me
i wasn't prepared to flee
because of the catastrophe i didn't see
no hand to hold
on nights that are cold
no arms to embrace
on empty days
i was slap by a catastrophe
that broke me
but, at the same time, strengthened me