slash the sadness,
shoot the anger,
clean the stress,
meet the new inside stranger.

The thoughts made you cry,
the patience made you angry,
the time made you ask why,
But there was no one to see...

That you were needing someone.
That you aren't you everytime.
When you were alone
or when you were laughing at that time.

But no one came
And no one discovered.
The way you became
and how much tears you have shed.

And no one knows,
how much time,
how deeper the fall goes
and how time became the crime.

but now,
picking up courage,
made you decide somehow
to make a new page...

Of your own luck,
taking the sword
and not being stuck,
for some saving-the-princess lord.

Put on the helmet,
bringing the sword with me
and try to forget
of the fairytales idea

...because you need to be your own knight...