I know I’m in there somewhere ,

Someday it’s going to be right ,

I keep going on these roads that go from here to there

And finish at the same spot I started,

Samsara, samsara goes round and round like on the merry go round

And after I fall I get up and I go again

Because to stay down is not an option, I used to fear the night as if someone or something was gonna take me

I even told my parents I saw a face staring at me from outside my bedroom window

The next day my father said it was dream, don’t worry he said

I knew what it was but I never told them, it was me, it was me , it was me , and I was old like I am today,

That’s what really scared me ….