Anfilada

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.

Old memories and brand new hopes - Is everything mixed up in my ill mind. What seems to be forever left behind, Returns some day in unexpected forms. It proves that everything connected is In crazy world we try to live in, That is in vain here absolutely nothing, But we are too afraid accepting this. Avoiding all the previous mistakes In future life seems to be wise. But them predict right here, at once, - As hard as calculate the deepth of space.