WHY?

Its all mysterious indeed
I see more misery,
In reality,
The air suffocates and asks me to feel…
Yes,when i want to feel alive,I read…

why?
why should i read,
the wind,the rain,
The lightning and the thunder,
when they begin...
the sky,the clouds
the sunshine,hill tops,
How the birds fly…
And the abyss they can never reach…
The sea,the ocean,
And the rivers and ponds within…
And how the fishes swim..
The moon,the stars,the whole galaxy,
Everything in their place,and moving the light’s pace...
The universe and in it me...
Does it make any sense,
when,i don't know,
why i live?

Its all mysterious indeed
I see more misery,
In reality,
The air suffocates and asks me to feel…
Yes when i want to feel alive,I read…

why?
why should i read,
the wind,the rain,
The lightning and the thunder,
when they begin...
the sky,the clouds
the sunshine,hill tops,
How the birds fly…
And the abyss they can never reach…
The sea,the ocean,
And the rivers and ponds within…
And how the fishes swim..
The moon,the stars,the whole galaxy,
Everything in their place,and moving the light’s pace...
The universe and in it me,
Does it make any sense,
when,i don't know,
why i live?