(Inspired by Metallica’s Fade to Black)
What’s with me is not your biz,
I know I am quite at sea.
Something’s gripped me, I feel now.
All things change their essence somehow.
Everything’s wrong in the world:
Ice is hot, the sun is cold.
I’ve gone wrong, I do not lie,
I’m trapped but don’t wanna die.
All I want is to break free.
Is there any hope for me?
What I see or what I hear,
Who I scare or what I fear,
Who I am or who I’ll be,
All these don’t depend on me.
My life I hate more and more,
But I can do nothing for… me.
Autumn ‘95, 30.03.97
16. A Drugster s Thoughts
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