It'll never be, it never was,
Like a reflection in the mirror.
My twentieth year already goes
But I can feel, my life is error.
My life is hard and also simple,
Such paradox goes through it all.
Misunderstood by many people,
I tried my past myself recall.
I can't forget, how smart I was,
Or how I clever seemed to be,
Besides I think that now I'm lost,
There's only vast of doubt in me.
And I don't have both time and force,
To overgo that mess of troubles,
I have to find a new resource
Which kept inside potential doubles.