I am who I am
Does it matter if I own no name?
Like a planet
About to rest,
About to bust,
But ye fail to tell who I am,
For Galaxy looks the same
I am what I am
Does it matter if I own no fame?
Like an actress
Always playing other’s games,
Seldom making bitter claims
For a sweet glance,
For a throbbing choice
I am where I am
Does it matter if nowhere I could stand?
Like the sand
Sunk in the ocean,
Blew with the winds,
Shed from the dying flower,
Melted in the mortal rain
I am as I am
