- I am asking the real you.
Why wait to die?
Stop dwelling in your complaints.
Let your feelings rise like stars.
- I heard your question.
No one wants me alive.
My life feels like that, though I can't explain why.
I don’t really feel anything anymore.
- Again, I ask your heart—
Have you ever looked at nature?
Stop searching in your shadows.
Let your thoughts flow like wind through the sea.
- Okay. My feelings are going too deep now.
I've spent 25 years in nature,
but I cannot explain myself—
the loud thoughts in my mind.
I burn inside, but it always hurts me a lot.
Written by Poetron
