Crowd roads shout
Often draws me
And fearful of the silence of the house,
I move to that side
I will take steps with chilling
I am afraid of those giant open paths
That where no way goes anywhere
Just calls towards itself
But this water
End of peace (disturbance)
Pushing me to that
something good away
You feel true to live in yourself
I increase four steps
Where I find myself- from there,
Turning ... I turn again!
I am afraid,
Walls of the house,
who have lived so far
Of those ideals that are not so much,
I am afraid- to be caught
No one else's hands,
To be held in the gap
These fears do not let me grow
Do not let those calling vowels connect with my footsteps
And I cover myself back,
I get so helpless
that I find the house closer to myself
