Can you see, who I am with your eyes?
Or do they tell you a big bunch of lies?
Can you hear, who I am with your ears?
Do they tell you , about my pain and my fears?
Can you smell my scent with your nose?
Or do you imagine smelling a rose?
Can you feel who I am with your touch?
Or am I expecting way to much?
Can you tongue touch my skin and get a taste?
What kind of soul in my body is encased?