questions...

what really is the thinking of a human mind?
how can one satisfy it?
how much things can there be?
just how, why, what...

did u know the silhouette of thee?
though it is in a mist,
but still i can see it,
no matter how much light put out,
i would seems like it is day time bright,
though happy is not there every time,
cause thine shadow overshadowed by faults of life...