Going through this everyday.
Waking up and living the same day everyday…
I never grew old
And never grew young…
I am in the middle.
And my life is passing me by…
I have been alone in my thoughts
And alone in my world.
If I don’t change, I won’t know how reality looks like.
Will you see into my thoughts?
And listen to my mind, however crazy and irrational it can be?
I am tired of walking around, and around in my mind alone.
Walking in circles, never seeing the door, never seeing a path…
It is always dark, and I am still that little girl trying to climb her way out.
If I let you in, I know you won’t get lost.
But maybe, you have already opened the door…
And the light is too bright outside, I have to close my eyes to see.
You are yelling, calling my name through the door.
If you want, you can get in, but it’s all too dark, too dark for anybody to see.
With my eyes still closed, I walk towards your voice.
Slowly, for I don’t know if the ground below me will break.
But that doubt is still there, only because I can’t see yet, my eyes are still closed.
Walking towards your voice…
Now I run, because I have nowhere else to go.
I have no place but that open door.
And you, you are waiting for me.
Smiling with me.
As I create my reality.