i dont wanna be a machine,
society built me as a bomb
ready to blow all engine...
i have no clock, i have no map
i just have ideas of crap!
people give me nothing more to belive
and that make me sick.
i need to do something good!
i need thoose heads to kick...
everybody gives me orders
do this and that,
stay here and go there!
i sick, real sick!
uncapable of keep take it!
form now on i am really alive
so lets go! somewhere has to be
lots of dudes thinkin like me
1 comentário:
Nice, really nice txt. I'm sorry, poem...
I know that you weren't born to follow. none of us were. I tihnk that no one was born to follow some other person. we have our own ideas and what we know what we want to do. it's just sometimes it becomes more easy to follow the leader and don't make decisions from our own iniciative. and I truly believe that whoever thinks this way is a looser because we must fight for our dreams and never give up, like Bon Jovi say on "It's My Life". but sometimes theory is much more easy than in practise...
thank you!!!
Love and huge kisses...
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