I don’t know where I want to be,
I don’t know whom I want to be.
Stay on that side,
stay to the opposite,
don’t feel fine anyway.
Oh come on!
It’s the wrong question!
It doesn’t really matter.
There’s no where,
there’s no who,
there’s no what.
There’s only a blurry being,
an attempt to survive somehow,
an escape from solitude.