In her

I don't wanna let them know who I am.
And so the explorer left her home called love.

No doubt she left but still believing love is oxygen.
No matter how torn her heart was she continued journeying into the new.

Little angels ,who once were her friends, turned into enormous devils.
A thousand tears dragged her smile.
A million fears creeped in her laughters.

She,who brought along make up to draw a smile.
She,who spoke fluently, shivers everynight.
She,who knows nothing.

There's always something in the way,
it's she,
herself.

It's understood, there's always something in the way...