What do you expect from me?
How do you want me to behave?
What did you think I did?
I’m not what you want me to be.
You have never been
To listen to us.
When it happens
to quarrel,
nothing can be seen anymore
that evil.
What do you want me to do?
How do you want me to move?
We had expectations,
we just had to
listen a little more,
as we jumped together
like two children.
And we were happy.
(Shit.)
Never Again
I want to fall
Into the same mistakes,
and say
“no matter what it takes”.
Never again
I want to stay with people
Who wouldn’t understand,
they want everything
as they plan,
forever in my blood
and in my stand.
Never again
With people who don’t really know
Who I am.
Never again
With people who live in the past,
time to be an adult,
isn’t something
that disappear in a blast.
Never again
I want to feel that pain,
just beacause my feeling
had a name.
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