I don’t need anything.

All I want is
eating papaya slices with
oatmeal on top of it
sipping ground coffee from the Colombian Andes
sitting on a chair and looking at the mountain ranges
listening to the forest birdsong early in the morning
the symphony of Nature Itself
when the sun rises and reaches my skin
slight and sweet breeze over my body and my hair
reading my favourite philosophy
understanding the Time without a watch
when the day will be nothing but to be with myself

No, I won’t have to use the voice that has been,
given to me at birth
All I’ll do is scribble some words on ****** papers
Align them to create sentences that might or might not have any sense
All for myself, all for myself

Why? you may ask —

Because I have nowhere to be
I have nowhere to be
I have nothing to do
Nothing to do but
ENJOY WHO I AM