In the morning light
In the morning sunrise
As I look at a mirror
I see odd things around me

It is not a ghost
Nor someone I know
It is the presence of my failure
The failure who I am

Even someone says I’m smart
Even someone says I’m talented
Those two things means nothing
Than a left out object that I ignored

Every second of my life
Every steps that pass by
Has been diminished by me
Even if it’s the most important thing

Why I keep ignoring eat?
Why I cant look at it?
Was it because of my lifestyle?
Was it because it is a burden to me?

It is not from my lifestyle
Nor it is a burden to me
It is the laziness of my body
The body of mine that wont follow