...select your worries from what you will never find...

...the treasure I would sacrifice
to be allowed to touch you now...

...some people stronger than us weaker
use the truth as a wet cloth hitting our tired faces...
I thought I was strong until I met you
my dreams my ideals my beleifs
they are melting now like rotten cheese...

.. I accepted my jealousy with destroying my independence
with no shame I did
I am a human
Although it takes some time to understand the kind that I am ...