My dilemma is very common,
My disease is widely spread,
Dreamers call it love,
Some call it foolishness,
Others call it blindness,
I call it misfortune,
I like her,
I like him,
I want to devote my life to him,
But I like her,
And he likes her,
He loves her,
He burns for her,
He would die for her,
What to do?
What to do when you are struck by a fatal arrow released by a blind baby?
What to do when the sweet peaceful sleep is stolen from you?
And all that remains is inert numbness and the thousands of thoughts and emotions that devour, tear, and destroy you?
What to do when you know you can't gather the shattered pieces of you