How can I feel at easy with you?
Pretending everything is fine.
It will close a door within a screen.
Additional doors are also there.
Something approaches the front here.
If I will genuine, my tears would dry up.
I ran away from suffering out of denial, and now I’m in chains.
I’m not attached to myself.
A chance to get it going and open all the doors.
But when you do, a brand-new world emerges.
Bring the songs, bring the tears because joy and serenity are yours because I’m hurrying to the centre.
A song, a movie, and some alone time.
A glimpse of the damaged Let’s not act like it’s easy job.
I’m starting to remember that my heart is capable of breathing, laughing, and singing.