Sit, drink, think
Is it a life you want
Don't forget to write
Don't overdo it
If it's alright to earn a living
If I could have a goal
If it's without gold
Who will allow me to do it
What about money and health
How should I balance my disguises
As a son, a father, never a man
Maybe a thin-pale tree, shaking
Not moving, stays with leaves
With dreams to be an animal
And wakes up to see itself a plant