Sometimes it feels like heaven and earth crash together and this happens directly in our stomach.. and we feel the rush to scream out loud all our innocent and hidden secrets, but we can't, we are always afraid of getting hurt so we smile instead, just incase.
One step forward into the fog was unfortunately one step too much.
Our field of vision is blurrend and we constantly stumble over our flaws.
We are discerning persons in an bohemian world.
Our walk in diversity, our soul a fragment.
Still, we look straight ahead, don't care about the splinters in our eyes.
nein 
