It got me again,
I thought it wouldn´t
I thougth I was strong enough.
Maybe I´m just human
and I think I´m Super Girl.
Maybe I still have my heart
made of flesh and blood
instead of numbers and logical patterns.
It got me again and made me liquid,
and I wanted to freeze, and become
a statue of my liberty.
But I couldn´t, cause I guess
I´m not completely free,
as I imagined.
That´s why It got me.