The Shadows scare me, mother
They reach out for me.
They always try to hurt me
Like I always do to the wolf.
I don't like the way their eyes glow.
They always stare into who I am,
But I have already reached my best.
I have liberated myself.
The stars will be on my side,
And "She" will love me for it.
Is this the third way?
Or the second?
How can I tell you when
If I cannot move forward?
How can I get Buddy back
If he's not in my room?
How can I live here
If "she" is dead?
How can I love here
If "she" is dead?
How can be alive
If "she" has"him?
How do I exist?
How did I come to be?
