I am just a number

 

I write my dreams on the white paper

My dreams become stars

And I can’t understand

Why I m loosing

Why my stars

Are now metaphors

Why my dreams

Become a half of truth

 

Why my name is not correct

On spelling

Why my energy is down

I need to charge them

On a electric side

Why I m poor

What mean dollars

What mean Euros

When I can sleep

Without drinking

Without pills

I can do every thing

You want

But why I am hiding

The sense of life

Why words are so fine

Why the test is correct

And my name is nothing

I am just a number

Can you resolve my algorithm?

My date of birth

Mean a lot

I’ m unique

Like a sun and some stars

Like a moon

When it become only light
I am what I need

If I need space

I am time