Who Am I

Your neighbour judges you behaviour,

You think that maybe he is right.

You're not in peace, look for a savior,

Who'd bring you self-esteem and light.

Your friend says you act weird and creepy,

You think that maybe he has point.

The truth is - he is mean and cheeky,

Still you're afraid you'd disappoint

Your neighbour, friend or whosoever.

You think your self depends on them.

But you can feel light as a feather,

If you'd just stop giving a damn

About your thoughts caused by their words.

About emotions they evoke.

Don't seek yourself in other worlds,

Your world is here, covered by smoke

Of your loud time-bond heavy mind.

Just let it vanish in the air.

You shouldn't get prepared to fight,

And you don't have to have a flair

To stop this noise you think is YOU.

While true yourself is deep within.

It's always peaceful, it is true,

Nothing to do with mind and skin.

You'll start to really live your life

After you let your fake self die.

Let go of mind-created strife

And feel incredibly alive.

Just realize, next time you'd blink,

You may start shining like a star.

'Who am I?' you would ask and think.

The truth is that you simply are.