The crucial period of my life,
when my thoughts are messed,
With grief and sadness,
Dreams are scattered in the wind
coming from nowhere,
I lay there like a vagabond.
Wondering what next?
I turn back to see
Only the ruins and ashes of life.
Yet I do not surrender ……
I can see my face.
Twinkle a distance away,
And as always
Tomorrow gives me Hope….
