Am i not what you desirer
It seem my heart and soul were giving u the things...

The energy is great
the time is amazing...

The flash back
Comes back...

Perfectly imperfect
that why they all neglect...

Its not my fault if I'm inspired
i raise my hands n i write until I'm tired...

My dream
Is the dream...

What is it you want from me?
And why are you doing this to me...