the voice of 30 unite in chords
the mirror makes it more
in fear of reflection
impartial to sight
the sky fills your eyes
open the door

I am drowsy
I am alone
I hunger though I have plenty
I am vulgar

I am the rain
in the clouds of your mind
I bring you memories
that around you bind

I am anger
I am jealousy
I prey upon the lightness
I am misery