Tears drip
an unstoppable rain...

Its come to this.
The first maker...

I can never win.
Going round and round...

Painted faces,
a false existence...

Up and down,
life goes on...

Hugging my arms
around my own body...

A string of beads
lost in a shallow pool...

False, false, false
Lying faces and closed doors...

It is nothing
Forever vindicated...

I'm running
towards something...

Like the wind
and an autumn leaf...

Will tomorrow never come,
Since today is almost done...