Right in the middle

 Fly and catch your match

the fire against the wall

it is you when I turn back

you name me colors

you don't put efforts

for the sake

of whom we are.

I dared

oh, shouldn't I

you said I should risk more

We were forsaken

to admit that

second lives don't owe up the glare

Right in the middle

I was stuck between your brave

and your weak

Right in the middle

of your low tone screaming deep

Right in the middle

of what destiny has made of us

broken into piece.

All my luv,

Thaís Fernanda Ortiz de Moraes