Try to stop me

try to stop me.
do you really want me to stop?
I am trapped in your cage
on your ceiling,
a substitute of your shadow.
The depth of your words
of your kiss
woun't go away that easily.
Crazed, wraped on silver
strings, dancing alone
on a dirty street
remaining fire in the rain,
I dont care who you are
I can't talk back
I can't change anything
I can only just keep going to my own place
my own wonder
my own soothed sky of fear and crowds
who gives a damn
who gives a damn!
not knowing is living
grasp of your tongue
smile to the abiss....