I want my path, chose my way.
Another world, nothing the same.
I wont take this. I cant even pray.
I lost last hope, sending soul away.
Every hour and every day,
I cant just float in same filthy boat.
I need own motion, want own space
not only fucking komercial race.
In this world and in this time,
I am not free. I cant fly.
Heart enchainded, cant be bounded.
Does it matter or it´s better ?
Maybe I am just insane jerk.
Maybe I just need to be fixed.
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