Where is the exit?
As soon as I enter the room,
asking why I am here,
I am trying to get out gracefully.
No grace for drop-out no matter
how you embellish with vain excuses.
Just like this,
life is being dragged
not by doing nothing but
by groping for any exit.
Live as if there is no exit and
you will live forever
until the exit finally finds you.
Then it will drag you out of your tiny space.
That’s the graceful exit!
I don’t need grace which
won’t restore my already tainted image!
You’re lucky loser!
You can walk out with your own grace.
That’s the graceful exit too!