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?