we graduate and she retires

not much do we know each other and she ll be gone

so do those tables far away

we toast and we take many shots

to the mates that i ve never been drinking with

although my farewell to alcohol has been a long time

and there i hold the glass and the bottle again

i heard you shouting which was annoying but i didnt give a shit

i saw you were in a nice sweater and drank a whole glass of beer lovely, i named you snow white

i was walking by you without a greeting and indeed we knew who we were

i noticed that you were grieving, u were sobbing, u were weeping , u were crying

sleep, dont weep

drink, smoke and we lost

as a blur in the mist

for one moment we fake

cold and indifferent

laugh our mates and ourselves

cry for the secret pain that no one deserves to share with

if the harsh reality come right after every festival every banquet or even any piece of music

shall we embrace the hurtful alcohol and intake a deep smoke and never wake up

that，we all loathe

if we may know

we dont always laugh for fun, for happiness, for humour

but sometimes for sorrow and desperation

we dont always cry for loosing, for cheating, for being lonely

but sometimes for touching and hope

we have choices, dont we

so here i present this kind of junk again

please forgive me for these few awkward lines