I need a place to call home
Sometimes there is something dark inside me; It’s something you can not control, but you have to keep it from controling you.
This is my daily struggle, a fight that some days makes me victorious other day totally defeated. I know I have some arrows on my side but I also have an armor that has been repeatedly undermined.
I do not know if I will win or not at the end, but you, you my love , help me stand up.
I need to wash my sins,
clean myself to include the purity.
Please, look into my eyes and tell me that you will let me go.