Like life, like a knife
Like air, like water,
Like snow, Like fire, like time,
I am not good neither bad,
I am just what I am.
I could be loved or hated,
Welcomed or fought,
It’s all ok with me,
It’s all the same.
I pull her back,
I push her away,
She surfaces slowly
When I am looking away.
I push her up
Then drag her down
leave her hurting
On the ground.
