F_ck this hypocrisy
This governmental monopoly...

At the bridge where I gather my thoughts,
From days start until night's dark...

Creased picture beneath my bed
Pillow sunk where you once laid your head...

Is it me or does it seem
The pain fell on tomorrow...

My vision is softened
With flat color tones...

Could you imagine something
Something to precious for words...

Within my heart
There exsist a sacred place...

It started as one prayer in the night
praying to stars shinning so bright...

Watching close to the sparkling stars
Where I can find my last moment of peace...

Caught by the eyes of a stranger
blue stricken with attitude...

Fighting the world alone
Wondering if you're sane...

The day seems so secure
Simple and nothing obscure...