Fight

The drama follows you
from your past life to your fresh start
which you surely imagined to be something great
but yet again you find yourself fighting the same problems
the ones you left behind,
the ones you thought through too many times
to be remembered
And the questions you never managed to answer
are still waiting for your attention

You tried to find someone else to do the math
Someone else to tell you what to do with your head
It can´t be working right
because if this is normal, how can all the others survive?
But the questions remain,
obviously immortal
They never range
because the drama is always the same

Regardless of what you try
regardless of who you meet
Regardless of what you want
you find the same doubts again
You can leave everything behind but not escape
You´d like to believe you could change eventually
How come you don´t see already that you can´t?

Struggle, honey, struggle
That´s what you promised
but you´ll never kill your enemy
unless you take your life