My way out started with my way inside
which began at the outside.
At that surfice seemed to be no depth
which appeared to be ok,
but it didn't feel like that for me,
because deep down under that surface
was a black hole
which almost absorbted my heart.
That is why I dived in that black hole:
I wanted to save my heart.
I landed in the middle of me
where I discovered life
which was ready to be born.
I realy loved to do it:
Being born for the second time
and that's what happened.
Since that moment I live for two
but I'm not superficial anymore.