I Don'T Want To Be Somebody Else

I don’t want to be somebody else
Just like tiny screw in big machine
Just like part of mass, I must confess
I don’t want to see fantastic sheen
of the stars of men, those named “the stars”
I am hiding sight I close my eyes
All my soul has cut with ugly scars
Beauty dies I know that beauty dies.
They won’t give me break they’ll start to preach
Choose New Sun New Sky New Motherland
I will not be lying on the beach
Holding cocktail in my lazy hand.
I don’t care that someone has a wealth
That he has a diamond in his crown
I don’t want to be somebody else
I will shout it loudly falling down.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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