Single Poem by Yang Psyche

I'm single
I'm always single
In the crowd, on the road, with no fellow
They laugh at me as if I live in shadow
I won't care or make a quarrel
Because the pleasure of being single
They don't, but I know

I was single
I'm no loger single
In the crowd, on the road, with a fellow
He or she might tell me a parable
Then I get to know and smile
Life itself is that simple
Why not enjoy our beer until tomorrow