Introspective sitting here, myself and I sharing our masks my inner strenght is façade we´re waiting for the same constantly I´m dreaming of my world inside your eyes the way I yearn for privacy the way I feel tonight I stroke the flames inside of me before I´ll turn them down one half of mine is silent in distance we´re bound civil lights surrounding me no matter if I dream my torch is getting weaker how long will I be seen? I push to leave in silence my feelings disappear I close my eyes to bear it how long have I been here? Am I the only living witness of myself…?