
Massage for life
Life is meaningless, Wanting to give it, A real meaning.
It is so painful, Wanting to make it, A comfortable.
It is thinking that I’m laughing, Wanting to tell it that I’m crying.
It is telling me that I’m a truth, Wanting to tell it that you’re lying.
It is thinking that I’m fine, Wanting to show my real condition in which I’m not really fine.
It is telling me you’re becoming alive, Wanting to show that I’m just dying.
Writer :Ahmed Yasin