Vivire

I’m alive, reflecting
Yesterday
Living time against the grain
I’m alive, asking
Who will I be
But my mirror doesn’t see me
I can’t create life
I’m just following the path like a suicide
I’ll never be God

I’ll live like a puppet
Programmed
I’ll live, photocopying my past
I’ll live, even though I didn’t ask to live, I will live
Like a love song that no one
Will sing

Haven’t you seen the man
Sleeping on the street
Wrapped in sores and cardboard
Why are you so unfair
Spoiled girl
Having everything, you have nothing

You, with your voice, can give life
You allow yourself to be so depressed
You, far from Paradise

I’ll live because I was born
In this world
I’ll live because the past
Shapes my future
I’ll live because life demands it of me
Just like a love song
What bird always sings when
Two sing
But it’s not enough for me
I’ll live, why, why, why, why
Living is compatible

I’ll live or
Why, why, why, why
Everything is possible
I’ll live
Why, why, why
Life is a runaway
Chained, I’ll live in this life
Why in this life

I’ll live searching for the impossible limit
I’ll live, unavoidably unshaken
I’ll live
Why, why, why
Because I have no other choice
Life is a runaway
Chained, I’ll live in one more attempt
Living in one more attempt