I spent most of my life adapting into given circumstances or trying to fight against the circumstances, act or react because of the circumstances,
keeping inside a sad picture of a beautiful happy end, how I dreamed
to do things differently, if I could only have the right surroundings. I
didn't take the time to think about the very foundation of my believes
all created, given and perpetuated by people's good intentions. People like me. I was to
busy to reflect and change my views, so I kept my good intentions in a
world of given views. My life could go on like this, if love wouldn't
knock me out in unexpected rounds.
I give up all great actions
Now I'm standing here
tall, relaxed, ready to hear,
accept the sentence of a life I've been living in fear,
waiting for an other one,
of a great dream that was always near