A cry .

It does not pain anymore if my scars get scratched ,

does not pain anymore ,

does not pain at all .

I do not cry when a loved one leaves to never come,

I do not cry anymore ,

I do not cry at all .

I do not search for the things i lost at the dusk anymore ,

I do not search for dawn ,

I do not wait for it at all .

I do not shout if they hit my bossom with the bullets of the world ,

I do not search for the life, 

I do not want it at all .

Why does not it pain anymore ?

why does it not feel anymore? .

We lost so many , and cried so much ,

we waited for so long , and hoped so much.

Why do not we hope anymore?

why do not we wait anymore ?

I don't !

Do you?

I bet you don't .

Don't you like it in the winter as u liked it in spring ?

I do .

Don't you like to keep hidden than to whine all your songs?

Do you still write songs?

I don't !

I wish you also don't .

They ll weaken you to bones 

and give you nothing but hopes ,

 that will never come to life 

and will never let you find ,

What you lost in the dusk .

Did you find it ? 

I bet you never looked for it , 

as you always looked for dawn ,

and someone took it 

while you celebrated the new songs.

I told you , don't celebrate songs .