Going down to the stair,going down,i don't care,
i dont have nobody,so is just me and my shyness.
I'm shy and i admit it,im not proud,but, who is it,
im falling and i know it,a dont have the power to overcome it,
so im just falling and searching the end of me,maybe in the hope
a little light but its not so bright,so i cant hear the beat searching in me,
the wright path to my freedom.
But i guess, its just, me and my mind.
Dont get me wrong,i love my mind so much,
but some days,it isn't enough,because i want to
explore other minds and share there thoughts of love.
Hate,happiness and joy,that is covered in my body,searching
the right she,to find it.
But remember,the shy comes from the persons
mind and not the light who is guided by our imagination.