'United Extremes'

Here is one lonely soul

Have two tasks to get overloaded

Need three coffees a day to keep the flow

With four questions about the life-goal

Everyday, I spend all time

Die trying to get what I need

Everyway, it slowly consumes me

I'm eaten up with a hollow hole

My life doesn't mean to keep doing things so shallow

And yet I don't know what to do in my entire days

At least I have questioned the meaning of life

Or to a lower lever, that of living

So far, I fail to find what I must have to stay alive

But what am I supposed to do with it

I am happy

I am sad

I see everything

I see nothing

And yet it's so constructive, so destructive

Still I'm so lucky, so unlucky