This beatiful world, it looks so nice filled whit sound and light, it smells
so fine so much bliss, so much perfection a modern world a new society life
is fast, but I'm not fast enough. Wealth and recognition to the strong, the
paradise is here, but i'm too weak. No graceful look, no charming smile,
fate has set me down - below you all hold us captive - behind a wall of
silence. We live our life in a prison of ignorance. One of the forgotten -
an unwanted son a life made just for you - not me and my equals. I know, my
feelings are not worth the pain. Will you affected pitty ever turn to
respect. How can I long for warmth and love at all? Do you think my heart is
dead? I should be dead, slain or poisoned - and everything could be so easy
for you.
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