I’m my act
I wrote all my dreams on a paper
I wrote all my feelings on it
I wrote my days
I wrote…
But my paper is still blank

I counted all the stars in the sky
I counted my fingers too
I counted my days
I counted…
I’m still counting

I saw the beauty of nature
I saw the falling sun
I saw my days
I saw…
I forgot what I saw

I cried my missing years
I cried my sorrows
I cried my days
I cried…
I laughed at my cry

I listened to the glory of music
I listened to my angry voice
I listened to my days
I listened…
I listened to myself

I am what I act…