Afraid
Where is the problem? Is it me?
Superīgs puisis... vēlas, lai dzīvojam kopā... Attiecības ir labas, sex arī. Un tā atklātība... visu var izrunāt.
Un pats trakākais pat viņa dzīvokļa biedrs cenšas mani pierunāt pārvākties pie viņiem.
But I can't...
My place my stuff... my freedom... my rules...
Maybe it's my escape route? Place where I can go when I want to be alone.
Maybe I'm just afraid to give in...
To let myself believe in future together.

I so love to be alone, to live by my rules.
Play my games and be untouched.
Maybe I'm just scared to get bruised.
To let myself be vulnerable.
I'm complete mess. I'm showing you only my good side.
The deep emotions, depression and tears are burned in me.
I always expect the worse...

How I can believe you if I can't even believe myself?