Who has the right to judge my decisions?
Who can possibly fucking dare?
Search among my slumberless visions
and you'll realise there's no insult I would ever spare.

Think you can analyze me?
I challenge you to spend only ten minutes with me in the same room.
oh!You would call me mad and pathetic,but you wouldn't see
the remains of sorrow I'm forced to consume.

Mock me all you want,you little man!
Praise living and anger me with some catchy line.
What I'll do is not of your concern
but if you are interested,well that's quite fine!

You have never seen my face
only a picture of me that I chose to show.
So you cannot possibly know how I've fallen from grace
and that I finally feel like letting go.

Imagine yourself in my place,in my shoes.
You would trip,you wouldn't survive a day.
it's hard to see that you always lose
and still have the guts to play.

How would you know all the shit I have done?
all these things that reserve me a place in hell?
If you were me,you would wish to be gone
than suffer by all these things you can't tell.

I've met many like you,always eager to chage my mind
lovers and so called friends,that's right.
Still when I needed them disappeared and left me behind,
leaving in my pitch black tunel not a single light.

So you think you can teach me about life?
How old are you?I might be older than you.
Do you have a family?A job?A wife?
Love them and dear them if you do.

I'd liked a family.A husband by my side.
Someone to stand by me and make me feel secure.
but so far I have never been a bride
and all my men were dumb and immature.

Or maybe it was my mother who made me so weak
you cannot find a cause?Just stop.
Did I became or was I born sick?
Or I lost simply all hope?

If you have the anwers,please give them to me.
but if you don't ,my little friend
shut the fuck up and let me be...

I hope you agree ^_^