Suddenly it s happening out of the blue
I am freezing, I don’t know what to do
I loose myself, I loose the contact
I don’t know what’s fiction or what’s fact

There is a blind spot in me
Something I don’t seem to see
It scares me and I often try to defend
Or make up a story and just pretend

What is the truth and what is false
Must I stop myself, or can I dance the waltz
Can I accept that I don’t always know
Can I trust that in time it will show

I want to be true, that means not perfect
I have to embrace even my defect
Not try to hide my whole self away
But to stand in the fear of just stay