Could you see the world moving? br Torn by our hatered, by our incompatibilty br We stayed as long as we could only to end br Could you answer all the complex question ahead? br br i'm not making sense, this is nothing to do with us br Life is short and tomorrow it might be the end br I dont know what im writing, but i just need to write... br And I know I have to put this poem br br Can you answer a question without an answer? br Will you pretend an answer for a question i asked? br br I dont know... life has too much to offer... br When mostly put down the good offer to find myself in another problem.. br br Hoping for a solution to a solution for another problem br br Now im not making sense.. i need to end....