forgettable monologue.

[andy]

i have had a thought to be born again with deep sigh.
then,i've found that it's a kind of day-dream quickly.
cause,i am called a big boy.
but,i wanna go back to the past which was mingled with
unceasing zeal,i remember.

i have been called to climb the margin stair of the winners
of the world since i was born.
i did follow the calling with the eagerness of obeidience.
however,i haven't got in touch with the real purpose of
living as a man.
i am on the line.

i have regretted that i should have listened to the
voices of passion.
then,i wouldn't have covered my eyes to the naked world.
i am wondering how to recover the lost time,people and their
stories which i had not noticed with iron face.
but,there is no answer to my curiosity.
for,i can not reborn through the womb of mother of mine.
i am so big and she is gone.

i know that it is useless to wish to wind the history
of mine.
therefore,i have no time to hug the past,but glancing it,
then,lifting head to the next.

i wish i could...,but,...