We are all alone .
Beneath all these labels and likes,
behind the new phones and parked cars ,
-There are lost people
And if you ever tried to help ;
Did something to change the things ,
broke your hands and was a fool ,
-You can’t complain to yourself
The morning is clear, and the south wind
cleans my eyes, awakens my soul.
I drink coffee and pretend to be smart ;
I am calm-
It's good to be alive today.