Become
I want to become,
Become free of this bondage,
This bondage that is full of mirage.
I want to break all this chains
Chains that are pulling me down to the drains
I am drowning, but only I can feel the pain
The pain of not becoming.
I am raising the white flag
The white flag of surrender
But they are all looking down on me from the tower
When i come back up
They push me down to the gutter.
Their pain is when I BECOME, prosper.
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