Time of my life
is like a big tide
while I don’t even know the last time I have cried
In my busy mind
the need to be alive
is in contrast with all the thoughts against the life
There is nothing like my face
that is for me a maze
I try to avoid the mirror
to escape me from the pain
But I know I can’t go this way
it’s something to erase
from my mind with the scissors
I cut the pain away
A boat I’ve inside
into waves so high
but always looking for an harbour to survive
Nothing seems so right
or even a bit kind
while I am always thinking of the same lie
There is nothing like my face
that is for me a maze
I try to avoid the mirror
to escape me from the pain
But I know I can’t go this way
it’s something to erase
from my mind with the scissors
I cut the pain away
