You ask me what is failing
I'll ask you what is winning
You ask me what is loosing
I'll ask you what is gaining
You ask me what is rejection
I'll ask you what is acceptance
You ask me what is poor
I'll ask you what is rich
You ask me what is loneliness
I'll ask you what is togetherness
You ask me what is sick
I'll ask you what is healthy
You ask me what is floor
I'll ask you what is bed


Still...
You ask me what is happiness
I'll ask you what is sadness
And then you ask me what is believe and I'll tell you what is God

A time in which there is
No pain no sorrow
A time in which there is only happiness and joy and love
A time with parents and siblings we saty as we used to
Getting life with our people again as it used to be
Time which would be much meaningful and vibrant.
That's the time I'm waiting for.

Time's less complexity more,
Clock's ticking
And body non functional
Is there a window..
Leaving is not an option I guess
But no use of continuing, if the end is loose
Surly not prepared for loosing
Going is real, the suffering is real
Time's running out, colors getting faded
Weak in my own self
Finding a way out