I don't know what to write,
I read others' poems with shinning light.
They are flooded with the lost emotions,
It increases my brain's blood circulations.

I ask myself,
Does love mean to become fool to other?
why do they cry, when they consciously chose to suffer?
Why don't they use energy to Think rationally,
Then they will end idiotic suffering intentionally.

Everyone is responsible for his own Actions
When they already knew this; then why
Do they fail to...