Fuck!

A life guided by reason
Always checking my back
In every corner expecting a treason
Ignoring the gut, the feel before the stab
Learning every year to trust myself and no more

Every time is the same
We start with a smile and everything goes well
Joy feels every pace place of my life
But in the end everything gets darker, closer to an end

I open my heart once again
Opening...

Fuck, I hate when I'm right and it makes no reasonable sense at all...