040410a Do You Think So Poem by Manonton Dalan

i heared sprinkler
knocking on the wall
mimicking rainfall
i heared crickets
chirping to a beat
loud it hurts my ears

i see screaming fans
jumping out of stands
budlight is part of it
i see lovers walk away
full of anger; scary
can't talk peacefully

i can't hear myself; surprise
i can't see myself; that's nice
i can't paint myself; secret
i can't understand myself
i guess that's what friends for
they come they talk for pleasure