I need a friend to understand,
Not to protect, not to defend,
Who will forbid me to pretend,
Who will explain why it's like that.
I need the truth to burn my head,
To make me groan, to make me hate,
To make me laugh, to make me cry,
To let me live and make me die.
I need the night to hide the eyes.
I need no warmth not to despise.
I need no changes to go on.
Just for forgiveness I am strong.
But at the truth I'm ill at once
The mercy teaches to despise.
I damn the circumstance
You've made.
Am I nobody to create?
Am I so weak just to deside?
I follow what they had designed.
What for I play their bitter roles?..
The will is meek to have my owns.