My way

This is the way of my existence.
I chose it once and I don’t blame
All of the people that on distance
Want to control me. That’s just game,

The combination of the feelings.
It doesn’t matter how and when
You will find out that your own dealings
Are just the dreams. No future then.

My way is not the way of horror,
My way is not the way of pain,
My way has color of the sorrow
And this is not the way of fame.

But I love life as no one does,
I’m waiting for the better world.
And feeling this cannot be sold.


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