This is life?
This is crazy...

What is this feeling?
This tightness in my throat...

Once again the time has come
A sacred time...

I looked across and saw
sparks, streaming, exploding, the smoke rising...

A pencil skitters across my desk.
I'm ready for a break from studying...

My eyes are sore from staring for so long,
but they won't stay closed, either...

Nature,
It isn’t just...

What was I thinking
When I took that leap...

Is this world an old place?
Worn out, like a t-shirt of ten years...

In complete solitude
I may someday stand...

Yesterday, yesterday
what a word, what a day...