Sitting on a swing

back and forth

up and down



Watching everything that happens around me


Only the swing is just a little too high



My legs float above the ground

I would prefer to stand with both feet on the ground



being one with the world

being one with everything that happens around me



I just have to grow a little bit

Time is ticking and passing by

but I, I'm standing still



Everything is going too fast around me

but I, I'm standing still



There are so many ways to move forward

but there is only one way to stand still



One step forward,

but what if this step is the wrong one?



One step back

I'm standing still again



Still as always

afraid to take the wrong step