It has been less, it has been more it has been different before It has been changed in colour and shape What is the use? Why is it here? What is the use? Somewhere inside, it has been placed and shadows from all of our days can be traced Victimizing, sterilizing, and understandably draining colour from your face Mirrors of the soul, reflecting Open sections, dreams connecting - I'm feeling strong, this is where I belong Mirror in a well describing open fields of understanding - No medal is hung, and the battle remains unsung Into the seas of compromising Pressure inside - tension rising Sudden awareness equalizing the pitfalls and the steep hills of your pride