How would I act, if the stage I used to perform has just collapsed.

It is envy.
It is jealousy.
It is a failure that I again refuse to admit.
Whom to blame?
I do not know..
whom to shame...
I do not know..
It is I the most inconsiderable person..
No one to blame..
no one to shame..
And my friend is the final game..

I need them , I refuse to admit
here is my ego I present to you...
Man has pride,
cant hide from any side...
The mouth that shuts ..
Those tears that talk...

。。我想念你们。。