Somtimes you sit alone wondering if ther is somthing that you have left,
left wher?
Everywher, hear and ther. Like a dream you are hiding from the truth.

What is the real truth of life?

Somtimes when you sit alone you thinking about all this, you think that
\"- Now I have found it!\"

A nother day passes by and one day you are alone again. What is life?
This word life, so unknown in our mind to think about.
You starts to cry, a tear drops down on your moth,
salt it tasts. But isent that life?
Isent it right what they say?


Take life whit a pinch of salt?