St.Hypocrite

My greed, my greed ...

I judge it!

Colors per flower!

Stars per night!

I want to be a flowery star

-- in all shades on every sky!

But humble I am!

if not , I wish so!

It is the message and beauty you search for 

in my poems! Deep meaning suffocates you! Lightness of my rhymes irritates you!

But I wish to be all!

To thrive of your attention and admiration!

I must be a lonely, empty star that shines the brightest --

that is talked of the most!

But not enough for me, no -- 

I desire all the praise in my humbleness!

I cry alone. I laugh out loud with kindred souls.

Where am  I now? Colors change so fast! Night is warm then cold!

Have you seen my mind in this vast galaxy of ours?

I think it is lost ... 

I am waiting ....

Did you find it?

Hello ? Hello?! Hello!

Hell ... o....