For a moment,
everything gets clear.
I want to do everything,
I want to be everywhere.
Is it everything that gets extraordinary?
no, it is just my mind opening, expanding.
This shall pass, too.
The dreams,
the hopes,
my fears,
all at the same time.
Arts open the channels,
you suddenly see,
hear,
understand a great deal of things.
It all gets clearer in my heart,
there’s so much to do.
Does he even care about me?
Where do i belong?
why do i always want to be somewhere else?
what’s wrong with me?
There’s so much to do.
Do you know what it is to be like me.