Why are you crying?
Did the sudden arrival of what you wanted
cause your waterfall?

Why are you saddened?
Did the expected confront you with fear
that you can't take away now?

Why are you ashamed?
Did your yearnings amount to nothing
and your disappointment overcome existence?

Why are you lonely?
Were your wishes all exploited
and your hopes turned to ash?

Why are you worrisome?
With your filthy consequences;
did you not expect to weep?

Why are you anything?
Don't you feel the worthless pigments
of your skin, soaking in?