I am looking at myself
and found nothing
which is noble
for real admiration.
just a men
who tries many
dresses
and several
faces.
I am looking at you,
and you, like me.
No hope for future.
it’s scary, like dark
our estate in life,
it’s vanity
all by one,
day by day,
mask after mask,
smile after smile.
The light
can come
only from outside.
the Reason to admire
you, and you me.
