Part of me who wanted to control...


image_6487327 (1).JPG


Behind that curtain, there’s a lot of voices who wanted to be heard,
Blood of passion, with the fire, wanted to break free,
Blood of fear, who wanted to be found and heard every day,
Blood of pain, who wanted to share her innermost desire runs deep.

But I’m doing my best to listen, but I’m aren’t comfortable,
With too much, I felt I’m lost with too many voices,
So I’m just wearing my know it mask just to keep me going,
Still, I don’t want to be lost, and I just want to stop pretending.

I just want to finish something that I can feel I’m most proud of,
I just want to find a reason to still keep going strong,
I just want to keep a reason to aim more and be more,
At this moment, right this moment, once I felt I’m in control…

In control
Feeling lost
I want to go
Stop pretending
Lost into voices


Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..

As and will always be reminding you to dream:

“As you are still the Master of your own destiny and the maker of your own dreams…”

tikatarot sign.png