Pessimist

Pessimist

Pessimist

For the life, finally and firstly

I sold my pen and my soul

And then

Maybe will be my mouth and face

And soon,

My whole body will not exist as my own

Probably I was a criminal

For the sin of

Detecting the secret of God

Something that I don’t understand.

And I, probably,

Will never understand it in my life

Is how the fortune leads people’s life?

In its track.

The more I believe in fortune,

The more confusion I get

Maybe it’s true that

Ignorance is a kind of happiness

In human being’s life.

And misunderstanding,

Is the most reward I got from my efforts.