You know when you slowly inhale and leave it, your eyes go over. You are thinking something at that point. Abruptly ... After you discover the entryway open with your heaps and go into the house, you understand that nobody is at home. Whatever it is, you investigate a space and feel unexpectedly hopping. You believe you're down at that point. You watch that everyone while every other person is getting things done in the study hall. At the point when you put your head on the pad, you can't close your eyes. You awaken each hour around evening time. "Once more?" You are asking yourself the inquiry. You understand how substandard individuals pass by you think you are. They giggle when they cruise by. You actually look before you ...
You can't educate the nearest individuals regarding things. Everybody is passing on to disclose to you something, and you don't simply chuckle around and drop out of the "heavenly messenger of goodness" mind-set. You can not say to anybody around you ... You actually keep quiet by saying "there is something they know" to the individuals who go. You become inebriated when you see a mother beating a small youngster out and about. You know, you see another young man ransacking into a major masculinity and reviling this world. You understand that what you call a major man is following a lady and attempting to contact her, and you are worried about the possibility that that you will do nothing ...
Feel me with you on occasions such as this.
Since when I see and feel such things, I feel you close to me.
Who am I
Your still, small voice
Your eyes
Your ears
Your sweetheart
Your companion
I'm you ...