You ask me, if I want to go back.
Back to something that keeps me from my roots.
The roots that I was supposed to grow up with.
The roots that are inside my heart.
Now I´m stuck inside two worlds.
One that...well is not pleasure.
The other one where I belong.
But I have made my life.
I can not give that up.
I have to give my roots up.
Even though it is hard.
I will keep them tucked inside my heart.
