Watch me as I slide from side to side.
Turn around and around and around, until I have fallen down.
Out of sight out of mind.
Is it what I really see inside I should follow.
Or the way the beat my heart makes as you walk by.
My pulses inside vibe through me like electricity.
I guess what I fear the most is the lights to begin to dim.
Some days I feel they do, others I feel they are brighter then ever.
Being so bright never felt so right.
With my head in the clouds may they stay, because this happiness may one day go away.
But if it is not you, or you or you, I at least know what I had a chance to know that you, made me feel this way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem