Bombarded conscience,excellent choice of words
Nihilistic omnipresence,absent-minded
worlds
me,a blinking star or so-thought to be
we, in the sinking boat of an aborted pregnancy
kids,you know it effortlessly
growing is a wish for emancipation
but comes so close to collaboration
with compromise,your truth will be sodomised
it's a red-alert for the future
built on the shoulders of a lying Atlas
they instantly think you're so basse-classe
a mere carcass
floating on an ocean of strict rules
then,hide your jewels
and bury your bravery
brave can rise tomorrow
can light up their sorrow
my beautiful child,lingering between mild and wild
let me show you merciful paths
away from us
from this arrogant mass
keep you hidden in a treasure chest
it's for the best
believe me,even if i'm just the smallest particle
in this universe
i wrote down some literal metaphors
straightly done adverse
i won't lie to you
won't be whimsical
i'll bring you metamorphosis
a virtual hypothesis,a pleasing symphony
commemorating the unity of all that is...
ΑΦΗΣΕ ΤΟ ΣΧΟΛΙΟ ΣΟΥ
ΘΑ ΜΠΟΡΕΙΣ ΝΑ ΓΡΑΨΕΙΣ ΣΧΟΛΙΟ ΣΕ ΛΙΓΗ ΩΡΑ
ΘΑ ΠΡΕΠΕΙ ΝΑ ΕΙΣΑΙ ΜΕΛΟΣ ΓΙΑ ΝΑ ΣΧΟΛΙΑΣΕΙΣ