losing my touch

...or was it never there... the touch i need ?
i guess it was
but... don't know what you've got till' it's gone...the sad thruth
how to wake up your mind if there are too much things too keep it weak and sleepy ?
how to do a little wrong to do a better right ?
why is the roof ever falling apart when the walls are collapsing ?
but we don't know, we can't know, or may we shouldn't know ??!!!
too much much questions, false questions for true answers
whenever i stop and take a pause of the selfish thinking the true question sounds:
why i'm forgetting on that our souls aren't painted like the wings of butterfly,... they're much more colored, much more brighter and wonderful ??- it just depends of what we wanna see