What am I?
I'm the doubt and the certain,
I'm what's closed and what's opened,
I'm here, I'm there,
I'm far, I'm next,
I'm not enough, yet I'm too much,
Now I'm dead, I'm static,
No life, just garbage,
What was mine now is broken,
I was a before perfect loving
Keep on living cause it's hurting...
I'll search for my world...a before...where I found a future.