(Inspired by Metallica’s One)
Every day to me seems a dream,
But this dream’s like a nightmare.
Everything is growing dim,
But I really don’t care.
Many people on the streets,
But from them I’m different.
I don’t accomplish any feats,
I have not got this trend.
I can’t tell you why I’m sad,
Why there’s so much grief inside.
Maybe, they think I am mad,
For I have something to hide.
Nobody can understand
What I say — it’s not a cram.
Many people just demand,
Paying is not for them.
I am living in this world
Like a hermit in a cave.
Maybe, I’m just very cold,
But don’t want to be a slave.
In that way all life can pass,
I can’t change it, yes, it’s true.
Maybe, I need a simple death,
I don’t know what to do.
February ‘95, 3.03.97, 29.10.98
6. Hermit
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