Is anyone looking for my name
When all about me is just a splinter of stories that fill your life
Is there anyone asking me?
When there's no word given to me anymore
Is there anyone who is crying me
When I am completely lost from the face of this earth?
I am not good at knitting love for me to offer you
I'm not good at spelling out beautiful words to heed your day
I can not meet all you want
Because I'm just an ordinary person
Who always try to live lovingly
Full of flavor I want to share
I'm just an ordinary person
Who always try to understand your situation, your feelings and all about you in my writing
I'm a mikha
That name many people do not understand
But this is me