That starry night I remember.
The promises and plans.
The days are simply gone too soon.
I see us part in clans.
I wonder where we are...

The day you fed me with your hands...
Sweating together in the sun so bright.
Not a fiction but they were truth.
And simmering together in the moonlight!
I wonder where we are...

Now I nimble horizons for joy.
From every direction I lithe,
You choke yourselves in agony...
And can't even breathe.
You hugged me like a brother
And loved me like a mother,
But you are a hater now! Traitor now!
I wonder where we are...

The note that read,
"It isn't my cup of tea
and it's too hard to shoot
when made too blind to see.
I couldn't make it.
It fills them with hate
and they never lend me ears
when I prognosticate.
They ripped my pockets
for the things I never had.
I was killed everyday
and now killed to death.
Thus death never killed me
but welcomed me abode"
It chiseled through my doggone heart
when I read your death note.