Skin deep
Looking for the strange old place
I lost my solid soul
gathering the little pieces
in a dusty bowl
Speeding forward into dreaming
pulled back by a spell
controversy beating onto
my old, crackled shell
Lovely angel, scary daemon
either I can be
I'm not heading into Heaven
nor the Hell wants me
Nevermind the feary future
don't care 'bout the past
if I will not be the only
I won't be the last
Knees down and my head held up
no laughter, neither cry
just a single stupid question
am I truth or LIE???
What if I fail, and the black thoughts
come out of a vision
what is it, what will it be
your step, your life's decision?
Shall I burn in painful eye-looks
or I'll take the hand
will that be a new beginning
or unexpected end???
I just hope these sadful moments
we will never share
I hope I can't be so stupid
at least, I'll try, I SWEAR ...