Some tell the truth is beyond the view
Some tell the truth is right in front of you
Some even tell the truth is inside you
The world is too much chaotic to clarify which one is the truth

Thy lie could be a truth
Cause sometimes, the winner write the story
Thy truth could be a lie
Cause sometimes, the ancient poem is often an epic myth

Then what now?
Far below the mountain, the pure spring waving on me.
Is it time to leave this cruel reality?
Or It's just the same insanity?

© Arma