Do you really think things through?
Do the lines seem quite familiar like the one from a movie you know?
Is the road paved with pain cause everyone fights and seeks for their own gain?
Does it feel as if the legs we walk with buckle and break under the strain?
Everyone knows that it’s only a cancer that grows.
Locked in a cage, tied up with chlichés, the wisdom of our age isn’t going to rescue us.
So we silence the inner screams with cold scientific dreams.
Saying “ I’ll be all right, my prize is in sight, I’ll get there under my own steam.”
For all of our pride, in our brilliant minds, this prisoner’s dillema leaves us deaf, dumb and blind.
The eternity of foolish children seems to be learning how to survive in a cruel world
Some people don’t understand the meaning of life and that’s why the tears of children give a hope that no-one can deny.
It’s up to you to find the reason of unbearable rage and your own true face...
-Charlotte Papen-
-15 maart 2005-