Leave to return, and return to leave

Who is wrong, who will guess - Different happiness falls to us. Often the simple seems absurd, Black - white, white - black. We choose, we are chosen, How often it does not match! I follow you shadow I'm getting used to a mismatch. I'm getting used to, I'm glad you! You do not know, and do not! You will not know and will not help, What did not work out - do not add up together! Happiness is such a difficult thing: That far-sighted, then myopic. Often the simple seems absurd, Black - white, white - black.