live in a confusion day 5

here in this place, i stand, i confused
with all of this crazy thing, crazy world
sometime when i'm thinking, i'm questioning
why people always need to choice?

why can't we live in a straight way?
not in the life full of crossroads and turning aways
why can't we forget anything what we want to forget?
in my heart i questioning, no one could hear

maybe i found a little answer
life's a choice coz that what makes life worth and beautiful
we can't forget that coz our memory is the proof of other's existence
it is, but think again, is it? i don't know

"in this last night, i can't sleep. i keep staring at the empty space in the ceiling of the house, waiting for the night makes me sleep. makes me thinking, why and why. what's going on, the question keeps whispering in my head, makes me suffer."