i have no excuses left
and hence i find myself strangely bereft
staring at the screen in the dead of the night
staring through the tunnel for some light
i am not the wind
that blows outside tonight
i am not the water
flowing endlessly and glistening in the moonlight
i am not the fire
crackling quietly, burning in the woods in vain
i am not the earth
musty in smell from the first rain
i am me....just me
and thats all i can be