Have you ever felt that you're so alive
but later on you're nobody? Well,
that's how I've been feeling ever since I was a baby,
a little kid and as of now, a young adult.
Back then I was so scared
to go back to face my fears, but these things happen.
What is snow? What is white? And
what is darkness, between black and white? That is what I need to know.
When I'm mad and dangerous I go black. And when I'm happy and kind,
I go white. It is like two different kinds of me in two different kinds of worlds.
The good side of me in a world of clarity
and the evil side in a world filled with wickedness.
Who am I? What am I? Which two different kinds of me is the real me?
Now that question I do not know.
I must follow back to my footsteps and find out who I really am
and where I truly belong,
in one world or the other.