Standing by the window, staring at the street,
3 am and dead silence, but a battle in the head won’t let me sleep,
Failure, heart-break, anxiety everythings home,
A silent tear flows, wishing for a magical Gnome,
Dream’s too big, steps too small,
Everything’s messed up, will scatter and vanish if I again fall,
Too many decisions, too many concerns,
Everything’s too much important, my heart can’t take anymore burns,
Colourful from the outside, only black and white within,
Can’t see anyone else suffer, I’d prefer losing for them to win.
This can not continue, if I want to make my steps bigger,
Something’s have to be lost, to save my bidder.
Other’s will understand, but will I last?
Other’s will motivate, but will I get over the past?
Can neither win everything nor wanna lose anything,
In this universe this doesn’t work, its like either stay with your family or lose them for the ring.
5.30 am and nothings moved,
Have got it all together yet everything’s still far,
If this was a movie, I would be making a wish watching the shooting star,
But this ain’t no movie, but not less than one,
I don’t know what’s coming next, dozing off to the rising sun.