i came to this world not knowing from where
i had this doubt since i woke up. to question i didn't dare
my name was given to me as my religion
what why don't i have like just a little decision

like a flame in the water i opened my eyes
the reality obligated me not be wise
to believe what they say to be a slave for a lies
to be afraid from time form the moment that i die

great life empty of life .of color.of joy
great skin hiding a hate for the toy
the hate for the unreal for the pain of the shock
the hate of the society that always block

what is wrong with a the element called new?
why can't we accept that sky changes sometime the blue
into red into orange into yellow into black into wight
life is easy don't complicate it so much leave it lite