I used to think my life is just a drop.
No more, no less,
no harm, no press,
no shattered stress
and nothing to confess
My life will drop before that all will stop.

I used to think there's everything as plan
No more, no less,
all in progress
without mess
and nothing to process
The plan converted all to certain stan.

I used to think and even used to feel...
The queen of chess
will die, unless
the king'll reach success
No more, no less,
I used to think it was the real deal.

I used to think but now I can see
that all was mess!
In shattered press
fall in distress
no more, no less...
And in the end my life as drop will overwhelms the sea.

12.08.2012