Voice yourself
There are no great people, only little ones that look up to others
For what they already know inside, yet dare not voice
Everyone could ge great
If they dared, if they cared
But again, there is nothing, nobody
Who dares put to words
The thoughts that turn into dogmas, ideologies
Mindbreakers for generations to come and go?
It is actually really plain to see
That all the beauty you see in me
Is only a reflection of what you dare not be
That is why I behold you in contempt
And pity your hollow goals
Because perhaps I am not rich
Just maybe I am not popular
And maybe you are for all I care
But I for one am ratteling my chains,
I for one am kicking the walls, bending the bars
Of my own mortal prison that holds me… for now
The strive to live on beyond one’s time
Absolute and futile both at once
Is all that seperates us from our cousins,
The monkeys that dwell in trees up high
Be loved, be adored everywhere… fine
Be that way and vanish without a trace
Live to be forgotten, if that is your choice
Freedom and immortality beckon,
Will you ever dare release yourself?