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A game,
but is THE game?
Game that you hate?
Still you play it...

Player..
Admit it and your more than fine.

Walk, do it right.
Talk, do it right.
Drink and excuse, do it right.

After that - everything is your's to be taken.

It's not the way I live
It's the way I love.
It's not the way I like
I make it the way I like.
When I change someone,
it's not (s)he who changes.

I am alive,
more than ever.
I live and love,
more than ever.
It's only a way
but it shows no lonely.

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You can't know me,
even I don't know me.

I want to fly away, too far away,
But one can't fly so far.
Whenever the world seems to smile at me,
the very next moment it throws dirt on me.
You can't expect a lot from the world,
as long as it's unfair.

How to trust you,
When I don't even trust myself?
How to describe a perfect creature,
When a single word would harm it?
How to hate you,
When I love you?
How to express myself,
when even I don't have a clue?
How to say I love you,
When I can't get a single word out of my mouth?

They surround you, but still,
you are alone.
They walk by, but don't even notice you.
A year goes by after another.
They only think you as piece of nothing.
They use you like an object,
and therefore never they really do care who you are.

Love is like a butterfly in your hands.
Hold it too tight and you'll kill it.
Let it be free and it'll fly away.