I seem to control
I seem to be centred
I walk a step backward
Pretending to be humble after all..

I fought and I noticed
I ran and I moved
I didnt know what had happened
Without explaining being double-faced..

I dare to dream
I dare to get drenched
Wishing to get controlled
Is wrongly understood when I scream…

I confuse as I express
I touch as I feel
I know when there Is me
Going to start afresh..