Trapped in me Forget me
Once again armed
and anger, I think to myself: When I
'm finally ready to jump over my shadow
?
When will I be able
to react differently? Sometimes I can
freeze in the cold hardness of heartlessness. `I'll mercilessly
pushed, squeezed into
again my own fault
and it gets bigger and louder and louder the dispute.
Urged in our roles
we reinforce our position ever. It disappears
any understanding - do
are now already penetrated deep
words and have violated
is too long now been
the road to reconciliation occupied. The listening
has blocked the trust was to be pulled and it hurt very
'm still a glass wall - a grid
I feel like I stand `
it is bitter!
in your eyes and see '.
I'm trapped in me
in my role in my argument to you. And I wanted nothing more
:
he buys from me-me!
And I wish so much I could
you open the way to me.
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