Youth, are you beautiful or bleak? Why do I have black hair but my heart is as pale as snow?
Dawn, are you late or gone? Why can't I wait for that little halo to come?
Tears, are you excited or sad? Why can't I feel your warmth?
Song, are you mourning or blessing? Why do I feel helpless and numb while listening to it?
----Time, are you a river or a sea, why do I hear your cry?
First person essay