Introspective
sitting here, myself and I
sharing our masks
my inner strenght is façade
we´re waiting for the same
constantly I´m dreaming of
my world inside your eyes
the way I yearn for privacy
the way I feel tonight
I stroke the flames inside of me
before I´ll turn them down
one half of mine is silent
in distance we´re bound
civil lights surrounding me
no matter if I dream
my torch is getting weaker
how long will I be seen?
I push to leave in silence
my feelings disappear
I close my eyes to bear it
how long have I been here?
Am I the only living witness of myself…?
