I collect myself from far and near
The world has become unclear
What is right now is wrong
Lies are taught from dusk till dawn

A friend of mine told me
I write when I’m sad
She said it is as if I am in pain
And I said when I write it rains
When I put the pen on paper the clouds get dark
And when I stop
The birds of the sky sings
Coming out to play as the sun is out