I close my Eyes, and yet I still see

The convicting of innocent and the guilty go free.

This ignorance that blinds, and this choice that enslaves

Drinks all my life and plays in my grave.

 

I cover my ears and yet I still hear

Laughing at the faces that are soaked with tears.

What steals all my dreams and lessens my years?

It is nothing but pure, simple fear.

 

I cover my nose but there's still a bold scent:

The sweetness of death and solitude essence.

The air that is dirty and fresh with rage

Chains me in poverty and locks up the cage.

 

I cover my mouth and let out a silent scream.

No one can get out, it is as it seems.

All are against me, all are at war;

It is because I am nothing, for I am poor.

 

With all of my might, I try not to feel,

Yet something of hope still seems to be real.

Shall I dare let go, shall I dare to believe?

Is this reality or have I again been deceived?