What Can I Do

Slowly I close my eyes with my own hand

I try to feel the air that fills my lung

I try to feel the ground where I stand

I try to imagine beautiful pictures in front of me

The sun in the blue sky with a decoration of white flying cotton candy

The orange sky between the day that warm my heart

The moon and the blinks of a thousand stars complete the night sky

And the wind that blowing smoothly touch and hug me

Someone come and tell me that life can be so pretty

Beautiful day, beautiful scenery

Someone come and tell me that life can be so creepy

There is not a beauty in every eye will see

All I can see is fog, that makes every tear streams down

All I can see is burning fire, that burn so red, burn my skin, burn everything

This is the end of the world?

Tell me its just a dream in the midday

Why this dream become so real?

This is because a human? stupid selfish human?

If it's real, where I can go? where I can hide?

Where I can feel the beauty of life

To feel alive