Stepping backwards, everything comes back
A flashback into past, and soon another blast.  
Watching at a miror. all i see is smoke
Deep within the little clouds sitting there to choke.
Standing on a wall, feeling i'm so tall.
Asudden comes the wind and i'm leaf at fall.
Fire blurred with  water sweet combined to bitter.
My life from the extreme changes in a glitter.
One day on the left side an other on the right
But never in the middle, always out of site.