A black train
A black train is inside of us
Black cars and cold railways
It rushes through the body,
It rushes against the body
There are different stations:
Ones are emotional problems,
Others are changes and love.
Ones make you wait for long,
Others don’t have a minute to stop.
This train is red-eyed
And large metal-horned.
There’s a black steam erupted by chimney
There are screams all around and we can’t keep moving.
You choose a station to reach your goal
Look out the window and have a dream.
Life’s like this train
Life’s like a disaster
When we die, we get rusted and paralyzed
This steam burns our mind no more.
Stop the train at the correct station !!!