Electric, I charge the air of those around,
I paint in colour, my surround,
Spent, I then return to base,
Wondering, what really do I chase?
I thought if chirpy, I was able to be,
I’d finally be, satisfied with me.
But then why to people do I dedicate,
Life’s moments, strong and delicate?
Nothing anymore, seems for me,
I still have to find, who I want to be.