In the summer... I seek things that are cool.
In the winter... I seek things that give me warmth.
In the rain... I seek shelter from the wet.
The seasons make evident to me my fragility.

I lose myself in love.
I lose myself in hate.
I lose myself when I gain too much.
I lose myself when I lose too much.
The situations make evident to me my instability.

I am the one that makes.
I wonder if I'm a made.
And if I do get any answers.
I must deny or god forbid.
The beliefs make evident to me my stupidity.

I am not strong enough to just live.
I am not stabke enough to be myself.
I am not smart enough to not believe.
I wonder if I am missing a thing.

© Hoshi Boyina