Something written again... What should I do, who should I be? What is in my capacity? The time will run, the days go by. A life does pass, oh, way to fast. And then becomes to short. Will anything that I will do ever be enough? I ask these questions every day. But answers… They come not. . . . But suddenly, A ray of light. I see first dim, then clear so white. I wonder…. Can I reach, or will I start to burn? And should I dear to try? I reason for a little while… Then leap into the sky. . . . Well, just to be clear, I have no knowledge of poems, at least not the theory of them, so this one does not follow any rules.. I'm just trying to express myself. Yeah...