Thirst Drove Me Down To The Water

Judge The Moth By The Beauty Of The Candle

For Years, Copying Other People, I Tried To Know Myself. From Within, I Couldn't Decide What To Do. Unable To See, I Heard My Name Being Called. Then I Walked Outside.

Look At Me As Many Times As You Wish, But You Won’t Get To Know Me! Since You Have Last Seen Me, I’ve Changed A Hundred Times!

At The End Of My Life, With Just One Breath Left, If You Come, I’ll Sit Up And Sing.

Let Yourself Become Living Poetry.