WHAT I LIKE

I like to hide,when someone searches.
I like to harken,when someone hums.

I like to chatter,when someone confers.
I feel arrided ,when someone applauses.
I feel desponded,when everything gets over.

I feel good,when I get lost in delusions.
I feel vivacious,when dreams come true.
I like my own feelings,when someone feels it too..