WHAT HAPPENED?

What happened to the consciousness?
What happened to the happiness,
That made you ever want to possess
This life, for which to caress?

What happened to the love filled day,
From which you ever thought to stray?
Whatever can you think to say,
Of why you ever went away?

It all is like an endless dream.
It’s like a reckless water stream,
That causes all of it to seem,
One must laugh, or cry, or scream.

Whenever will you find out why?
Why you ever laugh or cry?
Why you ever live or die?
Why you only wonder and sigh?