What is the shape of you?

Like the earth goes round the sun,

You rotate round your flaws

And sulk each time you 

fall just as always

Like water, you turn into ice each time

the cold arms of life embrace you

And when heat comes,

You melt right away

You go with everything that comes

And go close to everything that glows

You are neither here nor there,

You are always here and there

Like amoeba,

You have no shape