Sometimes I have to force myself,
To shut down and turn off.
Sometimes my need succeeds,
Unrested.
And I am at a lost,
To find an excuse...
To direct this 'energy'.
That 'boost' that uses me.
Believing I control.
And I am the boss.
But I am not!
And I wish I could tell you,
Who is!
Or what it is that does this!
Although I may know why.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem