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I am too broken 
Yet too full
I am full of tragedies 
Yet I am a sunshine 
A collection of paradoxes yet I have calmness of the moon 
I have neither black nor brown hair 
Neither I am fair or dark 
I love others with all my might but I am afraid to be loved 
I wonder why I became sometimes a sunshine and sometimes a thunderstorm 
I wonder why I lack self awareness yet I know myself 
I wonder how loved I am and I wonder how 
I wonder how right I am or how wrong 
I wonder why I am so pessimist 
But at times a great optimist 
I can love them with all my heart and believe in others 
But yet I can’t belief in my own power I love all and for myself I have none 
I wonder where can I found myself in this lost world