Netashi

The boy, the man, the scholar

Who never had worries or liked girls

The boy thought that life ruled

But he did not know what he did decide

Who feels lost and is scared of girls

But he hasn’t found his calling or made his heart true

The scholar wants this but does not strive

For he has succeeded where the boy and scholar failed

But this happiness he won’t get rid

But his worries and fears are fully diminished

For all three people are the same