One-man-controlled

all I could do was breathe

and even that was frowned upon

The other supports in such a way

that what I am allowed to do 

all by myself is ... breathe

I'm going to experience

my power

shapeless, without form

No more protection 

from words for you or me

I'm going elitely raw

And no dress will speak 

The Sun's Turning

and so are we:

infinite acting&then-reflecting

don't forget to keep looking up 

Having kids -

a perfect alibi 

until I had a breakdown

and started to live 

for me 

 Боже

Please make sure

I don't meet a man

of my dreams 

That's just the last shit I'd need

in this lifetime