Knowing

People walked near and around me

But I still stranger on me and them

They do not know me so do I

Just gave me some quick stares then off

It was not their fault, was none

Hear is rare thing, listen is extinct

Talk is common, speak is exist

I try to figure out them through me

Basically, we are just the same

But unfortunately I can't do that

Knowing you is hard as same as knowing me

Communication is just a label, just a way

Understand is more powerful right way

The circle of life maybe come on hundreds

People are come and gone like winds

How's life knowing you then?

Well, let's die first!