Why does it always seem like, that we are stuck in the middle?
Between wants and needs
Do´s and don´ts
What I say is wrong
What you say is right
Between us and them
In our own houses, division in ranks
How come we always must solve a riddle?
And people are never happy with just the ¨simple deeds¨
So programmed by what´s on TV, that we are like media clones
in our own insecurity we feel strong
And others we are holding on tight
Never realizing that: they are, therefore I am
And only to the one who created all, I sent my thanks!
Lt straight4ward.