What is life?
What is death?
What are you?
What am I?
What is pain?
What is anxious and,
What is strain?
What is grief?
What is hope?
What is dream?
What is aspire?
What is wish?
What is full?
What is emptiness?
What is clear?
What is vague?
There's so many things to see
There's so many things to hear
There's so many things to walk on
There's so many things to think on
What is fundamental doesn't pop it out
Hiding in their shadows
keep burning through your mind
Leaving traces that people come in while
they are living in just a rush of time
No understandings whilst taping
Their ordinary life baiting
No fire in their eyes lighting
No wave inside they are living
What is joy?
What is hate?
What is sorrow?
What is pleasure
Nothing
There's so many things to see
There's so many things to hear
There's so many things to walk on
There's so many things to think on
Have you been untamed and naive
All of them just wants you to be
Someone who aren't you
Someone who aren't you
Crawl back to your cave