The mystery of I

It is without a doubt,

That me a rare creature am

Only one feeling is expressed

within the borders of one smile

But gamut of feelings is left

within the sound of my cry

It is without a doubt,

that I'm the rarest creature to be foung

For my feet are not on the ground

But my heart is buried deep

within the soil that try

to catch my feet

The mystery of I

is just a veil to impress

For I'm like any other

trying to comple this quest

It is within these thoughts

Where I find myself and lose it all

So, let me dream, let me live

Let me think for another day

that hope surrounds us

come what may.