You are born to fight
At the beginning
With the parents you have
To be like they are or not to be
With the brother or a sister then
With your friends
After all with your children
At then at the end
With your self
All the time
You fight to feel
More comfortable in your mind
Even just to feel more relaxed
At the party sometimes
To feel you are great or good
or bad enough it depends
From the time, your feelings, and your friends
From the family you have and from your self
Oh but you can't stop this fight at all
If you are not alone
Because if you stop it can mean
That you don't fit to this world
You live in
Or that you just gave up for a while
Or that you are weak
Or maybe sometimes
You just enjoy your time
Tha you can forget about this duty you have
To fight with yourself
I love these whiles by the way
I love to forget about everything
And just dance with the wind
But it's so rare to feel so free
Within this stiff society
What a pity
How it's hard sometimes to be yourself
And to play well in this world
When you are still a little outside
and this light inside you just gone
And you know
That only this right man
Can change this
But it's so hard to find again
This right eyes
In the right time and place
So, you must live somehow
Fighting all the time with your fears
With your own stiffness
And shyness when you are in this crowd
Everybody around seems to play so well
Or maybe they just fight as you
At this game of pretense
To feel well to be OK with themselves
Looking inspiration to write
Looking inspiration to live
Fighting with your own fears
And this boredom outside you start to feel
You have to find your self
You have to find escape
And live and win
With your own stiffness here
Yes it's hard to believe
But it is like this