My Way

I don't know,

where to go.

I don't know,

why I fall.

In this path,

walking in shadows,

seeing nothing more,

down my eyes,

in the mirror.

I've lost my line,

I did let it slip by,

and in the trouble that goes,

I want it back,

once more.

.

I shall no more,

let me,

be out of what,

I believe I shall be.

.

I want to sit down,

and let the tornado fade,

waiting time,

or waiting me to believe,

that for a new day,

for a revolution in me,

this all shall happen,

to go on,

on my way.