A transformation:

I write for my own existence, I write for being nerd,
I write for nothing and at the same time, I write for everything.
I can't control my words,
Just like I can't control this world,
I freak out and puff a cigarette,
I hold the pen and think about the puff,
and half finished cigarette.
I feel the heat and smoke at the same time.
Do you feel the same?
Don't you burn yourself every day?
Either for someone far away or someone in front of you.
Don't you die everyday to meet the deadlines?
Don't you plan everyday that I will be better tomorrow?
If not then I will never trust you.
Don't hide your emotions in the jar of glass,
everyone can see what is inside it.
Just put your feet outside the door and
let go your fears,
Just go ahead and kiss the success,
just like you kiss the wine bottle,
and drink it not just through your lips,
let it satisfy your soul.