If you call,I am in a cavity
I am in the dark hollow

everybody looks,I am at the top
I am in the frost,I am cold

I am injured by my heart
I have been sick for many years

it drives flood,I am in the groove
I am breathing fast

dont worry,I am in a difficult situation
dont mourning,I am on fire

dont believe anyone,I am in a tight day
dont think,I exist without you


only the poet tells about own this is poetry of I am