It was then and it is now
the path of the struggle
Indeed the feeling of nowhere
trapped in the emotions & fear
the realization of the present
or the failures of the past
above all the threat of future
No any plan or dream
better to say it aloud
No any hope or wish
being in the crowd
i feel as if i am lost
greed of happiness or
the need of success
fond of the life or
thrive of the fantasy
If only there was way
to make myself free
i would prefer that
i would let myself
fly all above the sky
like a bird
If only i had something to do
i would be in the place where
i would have me only me
and would think of myself
wish i vould be selfish
and love only me n myself
If only there was this if
I would go back in to the days
where i had the choice to choose
better way to live
or the life i wanted
