YOU ARE,

You are the rust,

on a bike chain slowly decaying,

as the time pastes by.

You are the night sky,

hiding away the mistakes,

that people have made.

You are the dictionary

that has every existed word

in the universe.

You are god

brining life and water

down to earth.

You are a map

showing lost people

the way.

You are an ice cube

bathing in a cup

of Fanta.

You are music

you play all the interments

including the spoons.

You are a train

transporting people to there

desired destinations.

You are the past

with bad memories

and good memories.