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Guided By The Rhythm
Zakaria Glenza
You have to...
so you do!
but I don't;
You deny the truth,
and see right what you do,
but I won't. |
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Who am I to feel like this?
Who am I to pretend to be able to achieve things you miss?
Am I the right one in a wrong place?
Am I the last kind from a lost race?
Am I a star that fell from the space?
Am I a devil with a human face?
I'm looking for the answer,
but I'm doing like a dancer,
guided by the rhythm;
I'm bowing to some rules,
built by some fools,
who ignores the meaning of freedom...
You swear,
You lie and don't care,
what leads you there?
You drink,
not to be aware to think,
about the truth that make your bones shrink...
I'd rather live hidden like a bat,
not to do like you and like that,
Am I supposed to live forever out off the light?
In front of a mirror would I blame a picture I see each and every night?
Would I handle a crystal ball looking for a brighter sight?
Would I tell all these unfortunates in every word I'd write?
I'm looking for the answer,
but I'm doing like a dancer,
guided by the rhythm;
I'm bowing to some rules,
built by some fools,
who ignores the meaning of freedom;
There are some of these rules, one day, I'll break,
for love and truth sake,
as from this kind of lies I just can't take!
Even if I'd die by a heart attack,
in other words, my heart would lose the rhythm,
one day I'll be coming back,
to fight again for freedom...
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