Perhaps
none of that is necessary
Perhaps I call that fun
when in reality I am addicted
Perhaps
I accept too much
I seldom start anything
but when I do, then I don't stop
whom should I search
what should I find
which one of you is preventing me
and who should I love
when I don't have you?
I know, I know, I know
what it means to lose oneself
when one already knows where something leads
and to try it in spite of that
I know, I know, I know
I myself have it in the hand (it is in my hands)
I hold it tight and don't let go
and write the words on the wall