Matryoshka - All Poems-More Poem by Gencay

I don't care
Who is dead, who is left
And i care so much
Even if an ant gets hurt..

I grind life with death
Between
I live "for the day"
In the cemetery called Earth..

Where am i with whom
I don't know what i'm doing
Who, who? Who am i
I do not know

The extinguished cigarette still
I'm trying to pull
Clouds inside me
For the sun to rise

So hopeless
With so many requests
...

Is it enough?
Not enough.
You will suffer more
And you
more than love
You will be restless;

Because nothing you
Can't satisfy
Can't attract to yourself
You are tired now
More than enough...