Running,
I count my steps,
I run from it,
From myself.
The maze in my head,
Running in circles,
I can't find the end,
Who I am.
Running, running,
Another dead end,
This infinity of events,
That chains me.
Stop.
Go back.
I catch a reflection of myself,
In a piece of glass lying on the floor,
What do you see?
I can't see through me.
Walk with me,
In the mess of my mind,
Can't explain,
So take a look and decide what you want.
