If I dance freely, dream and sing,

Let myself moved around by the wind of my soul.

By shadow and light fighting each other,

 

I feel … I feel … Free?

Is that the word describing my dream?

Describing my feelings that seem to be so immense?

 

Does it enable us to fly?

Or does it cut of our wings?

I’m fearing that the word could mean something else.

That you look at it in another way.

I feel the guilt, heavy in my soul.

Pulling. Pushing me down.

Until light and shadow split.

And never meet again.