Blackout

Curtains are open

Another hopeless interlude begins all over again

Life is like an endless stage

No one ever knows when the curtains will close

I was just living each day by day

Picking up pieces and building up like blocks

Far away

I wanted to go much far way

Just wanted to have a happy ending

Fool around like a clown

Dancing like a puppet doll

Acting like a heroine of tragedy

I've done every role

I've even took all the blame

Then the story turned around

The moment when light shined on to the story

The stage blacked out

To be or not to be

In the blackout without knowing

The bloke broke down on without a sound

I wish it's fixed while I'm blank

To be or not to be

In the blackout without knowing

My life has rolled around

While I'm still lying in the blackout

With a hope on my right hand

And despair on my left hand

We live on this stage

Without the God to pray

Without a line I could speak out loud

Without an audience who would listen to me

In this endless blackout

My heart crushed down without a sound

To be or not to be

In the blackout without knowing

The bloke broke down on with a sound

Where should I go?

What should I pray?

Who am I?

To be or not to be

In the blackout without knowing

Just standing on the dark stage

I really don't know

What do I do? Who am I?

What do I do? Who am I?

That is the question