Comments about Amar Sana
I do not remember the day I born
My mother said it was eighteen years ago
But my aging does not explain that way
I wonder why i feel so old.
I look in the mirror, no wrinkles on my face
I took off my shirt, my skin is smooth and pale
When i see porn, my senses got excited
When open my mind, i feel dirty man's desires.
Why I dont remember that painful day
Am I eighteen or am I eighty?
Is life an image or vision through our eyes
Either has no evidence, so let me depend on my dreams.
They have no evidence, yet, I am the only witness
Those days I...