All alone on the bathroom floor

All alone on the bathroom floor. 

Naked, unprotected, did I lock the door?

I’m looking for something I cannot find. 

Not in my head nor even in my heart, 

for it’s hidden somewhere deep inside.

Hidden in the darkness, 

on a corner, 

deep into my soul…

In my reflection I can see 

my eyes are lying. 

They lie to me, so I lie to me. 

All alone on the bathroom floor. 

Naked, unprotected, and having locked the door. 

Just a sheet of paper and a pencil. 

Just thoughts and my trembling voice. 

I can hear the water falling to the tub,

I can see tears streaming down my face.

I whish this writing would stop, and so the water.

For whatever this is, is not a race.

I don’t need to bathe in my tears,

I don’t need to breath this steam.

I need to see, through the fog,

I need to know the path of my dream.

All alone on the bathroom floor. 

Naked, unprotected, could someone please unlock the door?