I don't know who i am

I see,but i cannot imagine what it is..
I draw,but nothing is drawed...
I fly,but i can't soar in the sky...
I dive to the abyss,but i can't reach the depths...
I learn,but nothing enters my head....
I scream,but nothing is heard....
Why?Why is this all happened to me?!!!!

Sometime,when i don't wish to be disturbed,crowds
always approach me...
It seems the world was to oppose me....
I don't mind it anyway....
Everytime i will find who i am,
It's nothing but nonsense......
Why is this always happening to me!??????
 
People seems to be easy in finding their way
Hmmm....
I guess i have to do it the hard way...
Hte only thing that bother me is,


Why?
I guess i'll never know.....

All i want

All i want
I just want to be like other else
Get playing around
Having fun
All i like

But they
They treat me as a clown
They treat me as a plaything
They treat me as something unecesarry
They even treat me as a sacrifice

What do they think i am anyway?
An object?
A trash?
Worthless human being?
Humanity number 1 failure?
An objecct to be mocked?

But as they in great need
They came to me
They begged my help
They beg to me as seems that they beg to God

WHen i sucess
They worship me like a God
But
When i fail
They mad at me....
They angry at me

But when they fail
and i mad...
They return the feedback with a grump
"Do you think you are better than us?You are worthless,a trash"
TU es un spectre.Un desastre........
Un deesirables
Who they thik their are,a God?
to mock me like that?

They said....

They said...
I was destinied to rule
To have a great life
To have a great destiny

But...
They treat me backwards
They treat me as a plaything
They treat me as an offering
They treat me as only lke roses......

Roses
It smells great
But as theirsmell gone,
They threw it at the street,stomped.
Useless,worthless,a trash.