I thought I knew their patterns.
I would swear that I know their colors.
But the Capricorn me gives them chances;
Even though I know these snakes bite.
I do see these snake bites,
I think I know these snakes bite;
When I see these snakes.
I am a victim of multiple snake bites.
Is it better to be all alone?
Is it better to trust no one?
Does it feel better to cry a river
In trying to avoid these snakes,
And the snakes bite.
These days,
Loneliness seems more fruitful
Than the poisonous words of these snakes.