How you can know the answer,
For a question you can't ask? ? ! !
Why things have to change,
& great 'friendships' should always collapse? ? ! !
Is it my innocent way of thinking? ? ?
Or am I making this out? ?
Then... Why am I crying? ?
& it hurts if i doubt? ?
I wish i can simply say:
(Sorry, i must get you out of my life,
I have to go on my own way,
Cause like this, I can't survive! ! !)
But then, my friend, i'll lose you,
& I don't know if it is your fault! !
GOD! ! I don't know what to do,
I really just want to shout! ! ! !
Would i ever figure out
The answer for that question? ?
Or will it be the only thing i think about
& my new 'impossible mission'? ? ? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem