Amidst the haze and noise, I ask myself,
Should I wait at the end of the road?
These crossroads, waiting for my nod.
Should I waste my energy on a futile call?
A call, a cry, a moan.......

Fading back to reality.
Reason replacing fantasy.
Urging me not to ask these questions.
Questions, that I know will never be answered.
Answers, I know I will never get.

A folly that shall not be regretted.
A fond idea that shall not be forgotten.

Time to bid you adieu, my friend.