Im not a girl not yet a woman ,,, im still in between ,, i still cant be the girl nor the woman ,, im still searching your visage in my dark space .. My darkness is not a fate but its a choice ... Hmm ,,, Yeaht I still imperison in my darkness searching for that spot light which can take me out of all that .. Im still searching for my myth love which i ever dream to have ,,, im still searching for my myth love which i ever readed it in orintal myths and western novels, that love which i ever write about at my daily booknotes and my sleepy peoms... im still searching for my hero who i ever painted his forehead among my books' lines and i ever gathered every star in my sky to figure out his eyes... Im still dreaming about you to give me a hand to get me out of all that disorder... Im waiting yet for love which gonna arrange my themes and my unclear visions of love.... Hmmm,,, Im in middle yet i can't be what im nor what i must to be .. My wings still weak i still cant fly nor land on a spot .. My speace still unclear and all doors are blocked in my ways... I still waiting for super power for survice or for rest at the other world .. I lost my keys in ocean of visions .. I lost my wings i cant fly anymore .. I still forword at to be send to give me a hand in builing my special world and to color my dark kingdom... I still that stupid girl who believe in love as i figured it out in my small innocene mind... I was mistaked when i thought that child is matured inside me,, i was mistaked when i thought i've got ride of that fresh child inside me.. Im still childish,, im in between im not a girl not yet a woman . Yeah im in middle... I still search for some thing to make my space beautiful.. I still waiting for you to enter my windows to break up my chains. Im what i was, i still sink in blood sea waiting for life boat... Hmmm,,, Yeah i need you to make my world .. I need for that magic of love.......