Have you ever sat alone on the roof in the blue twilight,
looked up towards heavens with moisture-laden eyes,
and wondered if you could ask, just why?
Have you ever locked yourself in your room,
turned on the radio to make some noise,
and screamed away until you forgot why?
Have you ever felt so cold inside,
like whatever you do, you could never again smile
after giving up on your deepest desire?
Have you ever stayed up late at night,
thinking about what might have been, and feeling contrite,
wondering if you could make up for it in the afterlife?
Have you ever been caught off-guard and dewy-eyed,
thinking that tomorrow your loved one might die
without even knowing how you feel inside?
