Why? This question is now, why?
Deeper and deeper, not clear
Heavier and heavier, emotions are not clear
Paused, what caused?
Why this hate? No better choice than hate?
May be not, how is that?
Predestined, predetermined
Humans are puppets then, just playing this game then.
What is there to experience, experiments are experience
We are just a effect, mass effect
Nothing else, there is nothing else
Just hollow existence, now existence.
Conflicting talks, houses are filled with conflicting talks
Breaking point, missing the point
Someone else is suffering, no solution for this suffering
It's growing, expanding.
Breathing is simple, where is simple?
Life is craving for meaning, lost meaning
No meaning in this conflict, unending conflict
No better experience, conflicting existence.
