Between two worlds
Between two seats
Between two selfs
Not belonging here.
Not belonging there.
Stuck in this gap.
The constant try.
The flags waving habitually from both sides.
So I’ve built a bridge myself to combine.
The worlds.
Myself.
I took the songs, the stories,
the mountains
and the sea with me.
To this bridge.
That is called me.
-Dea Vidovic
