My Song

For a long time

I tried not to get involved

Avoiding conflicts

Believing that things

Would work out anyway

They did not do that

The bad people continued

Their way

Since no one stood up against

Them life went on

And in the end

I lost my self

My will to live

My sense of living

Eating pills did not

Solve but maintained

Things as they were

So here I am alone and old

Soon gone

This is my song


They pretend that is sunday
telling me lies about
that I can relax
while they are stealing 
my money and my time
by telling me a lot of

They stole my life
in order to 
realize their
own dreams