I am who I am

I am who I am
Surrounded by redundant fears
One thought appears, other disappears
Why disclose feelings
For sharing, is there no presence?

How does the need for space
Challenge the one for closure?
Why does one work away the day
Or dance away the night?
Where does time go,
When you look behind?

I am who I am
Fulfilled by the sole existence
One soul appears, other disappears
Why bother adhering
For caring, is there no omnipresence?

Beril
14/11/09