The years are gone. And all you find
Among your broken human rules
It's clear omen: "Mind is blind",
Amusing truth: "We all are fools".
The hope. Envy. Hatred. Pride.
All feelings deep inside of us,
Mistakes and targets, "сhoose right side"
Are just the glares on a glass.
The Life is going. Strict and wild.
Your choise is simple: stay and breathe.
The Life is law. It's not a wile.
It's not a gift. The Life just is.