You are what you do

When you look in to the mirror
All that you see

As fine
As cool
As line
As column



Insignifing whatever what you’ve done
You are desperate to live

What to lose
Lose by fear
Lose by beer
Fool, fool

Inside you, living as a beggar
With no name, no hapiness
You are. You are.

Living in the solitary white mountains
You are.
Making faces and grimaces in the mirror.
You do.

You are what you do.
Also what you think.
Also what you eat.
But no "also" to "do".