Confused myself
Confused myself again
I’ve done so much to get that far and failed.
Whoever promised me “no risk, no gain”
Was wrong…
It’s just a tale... I don’t belong to those
Who fly above untouched
I have to fight for every single thing
I lose, I grub, I drop again, I clutch,
I burn my wings,
I build them from the ashes
They say "I live a life with passion"
I say “It’s rough! It’s killing me!”
I want it boring, settled, quiet.
I say: “Enough!
I’m tired”