I disappear

I try to be a man,
who give advice,
and inspiration.

but I've run out of hope,
and ideas to call my own,
so I enjoy this life I have,
with the sound of a violin.

glory comes to those who deserve it,
but am I one of these people who do?

make me turn inside/out and,
twist me till I spill out a poem,
maybe you'll find a meaning hidden,
but I can't see why I should count.

I disappear.

nothing comes without experiencing,
different views on life may have something,
to say,
but I hide away my true self,
because would you love me if I did not?

make me turn inside/out and,
twist me till I spill out a poem,
maybe you'll find a meaning hidden,
but I can't see why I should count.

I disappear.