Be yourself
The people like to contradict,
Their soul is quite misunderstood…
Sometimes they have a real dream
Avoided by the habitude…
We want the freedom every time,
But it may kill the world inside…
We lose the feelings, our dream,
Becoming absolutely still…
We want the love, we want the flame
But don’t escape the constant pride,
We want the feelings come again
But lose the chances every time…
Emotions are the people’s mask,
The wall which never has an end…
The people have an only task:
"Be always true to ourselves"...
