I lie on the floor in a closed room inside
Mess around a lot for a peace of my mind
Only in my mirror I see my face
Only in my world everything is in place
Never knock in the SPAN of my loneliness
Never speak to me your voice is like a wild mess
Never come to my world in this small room
Prediction states outside my place is doom
Walking down the street, I cannot see your face
Each in terms of me, but not in place
I want to cry, the volume is turned off
Dancing shadows drown in their undergrowth
The free bird of my mind carries me over the houses
Among the clouds I am only invisible
I depart from your advice of my loneliness
I do not want to learn to produce happiness
Am I free? I ask myself again again