It is the word

The magic word

That sums it all up

And concludes it all

Every time


It contains my reality

It’s the condition in which I live

From the moment that I wake up

And till the moment I fall asleep


It’s the description of all my actions

It’s the descriprion of how I affect all my relations

It’s the reason why it’s hard to look at myself in the mirror; deep into my eyes

It’s in my backbone