What's wrong with me?Why Can't I stay happy at least for a day?Why am I so hopeless?Well,maybe because there's nothing to hope for.Heavens!Am I too lost to be saved?
Each night I look at the sky through the window,the silent dark night sky of Tehran's.No bright star,no shining moon.It seems as if the sky is some kind of larger graveyard.How can such imagination be with me?How can the endless land of dreams and inspiration be considered as a graveyard?I'm getting sick No more pretence,I've had enough.
The end has touched me,the bright day of my life is on the last moments of the down.my sunset has come.
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