In the night I'd lie down
on my bed
and stare into the dark.
As if speaking to the stars-
I'll ask
if tomorrow is the end and tomorrow is the one,
what will I do and what is to be done?
Will giving my best work? And is trying hard the key?
Is crying in darkness lone the way or smiling is more fun?
Is the past more important or the future that's going to come?
These questions I have this way, therefore
I should live longer than the day next one.
© Shounima