On My Way
At last I wonder... who decides?
And who on earth can be responsible for what it is
And what it was
And how it must be!
There was a time when everything was okay
Or it seemed, maybe!
We used to sleep the night
And live the day
We are just blabbering
Polarized to this or that faction
We know and see
Without taking any reaction
Why should I accept the fact that YOU decide?
As if I were dumb or dead
I'm able to do what must be done
Without blood, without gun
My silent scream will break your walls
If you know what it means….
This innocent face will show his anger
Hold on, I'm on my way to explode!
~~~~
Blackmatta
16/2/2016
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