Shaking me,
Waking me up.
Talking to me?
Or to someone else?
I'm the only one here.
Who the f** are you talking to?
"The end or not", they said.
"Myself or not", I said.
Hundreds of myself
Calling out my name.
I pray, "Disappear, make the world disappear."
I closed my eyes for a while and they're gone.
The light illuminates before my eyes is that of sun.
Am I still alive? God, no. It can't be!
This must be a dream.
"A dream of not?!", I cried.
"Myself or not?!", I cried.
Well, I am still here like a last blessing.
Sun showers pour and it's morning, again... it's morning, again.......