I'm falling,
life flashing before my eyes,
but not the past. No, the future.
I can't really see..
Cause my future is not decided yet.
And how can I decide,
when there's so many ways to go?
Whichever I choose,
I'm afraid it will be wrong.
Whichever I choose,
I'm frightened that I will regret my choice.
I'm falling into something,
and I will keep falling,
please,
come sweep me away.

/ Fanny