Looking at the ceiling

Looking at the ceiling
A ceiling

But which ceiling?

The illusion of a ceiling

There is no roof

There is no house

There is no fence

There is no leather nor rock

My heart is naked

My heart is shy

My heart is pink

My heart is a kid

So, jumping

Closed eyes

No parachute

Jumping

When we like

Jumping

When we are

Jumping

When we lose our references

Jumping is scary

Please, Please,

Bring fences around me

Put ceilings around me

Put a coat on my heart

Make-up on my face

Lies to mask it

Cause

I am

Affraid of looking in

Looking out

Locking out

Locking in

Affraid of loosing it

Getting it

Affraid of being it

Being

Being

Affraid of liking you

Liking

Affraid of love

Loving

Loving myself,

In you...