I am that I am,
Above all else that
Separated from crowds
I am still my own
Even in the midst of those
I call friends.
My mind soars with the birds and
Into tranquil places concealed from
So my actions can maintain in moderate
Isolated from intangible external clowns
only for a stage.
My one body cannot carry the world's
Not an inanimate
My machine can surely
Outside of my peers who don't
Long to wait.
My destiny does not lie within a stranger's
My sleep is not a symbol to dark
Unlike the crying invisible ghosts in
But is practiced in deep sleep from my
Unlike night owls who are dizzy and