Why can’t it last forever?
Why do we choose?
Why are we compared to the people seemed never loose?

Why do you scream?
Why no one cares?
Why do all the dreamers have to wake up in the end?

Why are those pens writing papers not poems?
Why do the voice prefering singing now shout?
Why do people fight for their living and let the kids inside fade out?

To reason　　To realize　　The reality　　Of life

The treasons　　Now compromise　　Or just simply　　Suicide

Why can’t it be achieved?
Why is it put out?
We don’t dream up our dreams
We shout it out