Into the dawn

What I feel Is that I feel Somehow pathetic But when I feel That I feel I could regret it I know I feel That I feel Voracious I could be Insufferable I let it Be my status quo My vice My price My pride From my side I am pleased To see the light In my darkest hour I still write history In my brightest moment I change the world I change my world Find inner peace Though my demons Are well-fed Hide in my bed There’s no safety net No storm without impact I don’t know yet Where it takes me This road is quite heavy Quite strenuous and vast My future, my past My present is here What I feel Is that I feel I make it When I feel That I feel I fake it I try even harder To renew it I sew it Undo it I rather be crazy Then lazy And might I fear The unknown The new The change I confiscate my doubts And walk hand in hand With my confidence I rather be crazy Then being hazy Though I need stability I need tranquility I need to feel safe And composed But need bustle And variety I rather be My own hero Not your saviour A rebel Faithful and true to myself Enlightment And above all excitement About the little things I spread my wings And fly into the dawn