Zukzwang

I’m surrounded by things, deafening

Distant, detached, with nothing to kill for

No one to die for, not angry, reckoning

Things! Not mine, things nonetheless,

I’m surrounded by people, clamouring

Surrounded, and yet lonely, scared

Longing to be alone, at peace, with myself

People! Strangers, people nonetheless

I dreamt of dreaming a dream, real

Asleep, of a world of no more than a few

My world, my personal little crew

Dreams! Unattainable, dreams nonetheless

End 1

Gonna stay in this reality, profane

Rebel, go down fighting ghosts

A loyal warrior, an unreasoned battle!

Reality! Wicked, reality nonetheless

End 2

Gonna run free, without no one, with me

Tired. Leave the ball and the chain

Gonna laugh, cry, scream, lie. Give up.

Freedom! Guilty, freedom nonetheless.