To get hurt Time goes back. I’m, too. I will always know and learn. No one can hides from that, even if his ignorance. He can’t. Don’t hide; life is in front of you. Are you coming? Are you leaving? Don’t walk away from me
Don’t leave those rainbow colours They blind me Are you coming? Are you leaving? You are walking in a desert Your water is knowledge DRINK! And the desert will come to an end
As long as it's getting dark again, my steps become really heavy and tired. The air is so thick that almost blinds me. And my dreams seem to disappear in front of me. As if a dreamcatcher has covered this planet entirely. Not one of these that keep dreams safe in order to send them back, but of those that seem quite unnatural to me. Those that capture any beautiful thing in this world and send you only nightmares back. Those that tell you that no hope is left here, you cannot escape this prison no matter how hard you will try. I sit to rest in a bench for a while. I try to look the dark sky, but the light from the stars doesn't touch me at all. It is like those moments you feel everything around you is so pointless, even though that deeply inside you you hope that it could change. And I feel so lonely, so frozen inside my soul. And through the darkness that covered my mind, through this despair and silence, I might feel something. A presence, a sound, some music. I might hear something so pointless and little, but at the same time so strong that all nightmares are gone. And I'm given back this forgotten beauty and hope. And I see. I see for just a little moment the whole world around me. People with bright sights, with an honest smile in their hearts. Free people that work for themselves and not for “green papers.” People that don't depend on their boss in order to live. People that really live and not just exist. People that, yes, they will fight. But only against stupidity and inhumanity.
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