I am nothing but a mirror
Whatever you see reflected here
Don't blame me if you fear
The contents of your heart so dear.
XXX
I am nothing but a glass
Through which your inner light can pass
Like a withering blade of grass
Too fragile to ever last.
XXX
I am nothing but a shell
Of another known so well
If you'll listen, echoes tell
Of how into sleep he fell.
XXX
I am nothing but a wave
A piece of sea, who cannot save
My memory, nor leave a grave
To mark this empty life I gave.
XXX
I am nothing, but if I could
Ask to be anything, I would
Ask only one thing, something good:
I ask only to be understood.
