M a y b e w o r d s

Where almost everyone feel alike
Tired, sad and bored
Some people close their eyes and dream away until the train arrives at their station
People with baggy eyes and music in their ears
Almost hearing what other people are listening to
Children crying
Air gets heavy, crowded
People talking on the phone
Hearing about other people’s days and life’s without speaking to them
That’s the time underground

One two three
Action!
Let the acting begin
Hmm like it really ends…
Masks is what people use
Many different sorts of masks
In different times and areas
I’m not saying that I’m a saint
My share of masks is gently standing on my cloth hanger
Like it when wise guys claiming they can read personalities
Its only masks
I fooled everyone
But me
I know you feel that to
You’ve seen someone laugh
Who says that’s not tears inside?

We should all win an Oscar
Doesn’t your mask think so?

I’m counting my troubling thoughts on my fingers
Smashed with a heavy force on my head by my own fists
The brain that I once had without any problem, is straight up beaten up
Sights durability has shrunk into the sight of a bat
Ability to breath normally instead of heavily is hardly considered an option
Two opponents joined each other and started an alliance against me
Retardation has taken over while stress is giving me hundreds of millions stomach punches
I can still stand up
I look normal to the human eye
But inside

I don’t care
Been having a daymare
Where some things are wrong in the atmosphere
Saw it with my own eyes, I saw it with fear
Heard people yelling
The end is near!
Tear after tear
Was too horrifying to be real
Was too real to be a nightmare
Violence
My heart was silenced
Silenced by screams
Damaged by two teams
Harm and pain!
It was insane
Blood everywhere
In my Daymare

Hungry and sick
Hungry for more than just the average day
Sick of the average day
Get away from the average day
Trying to get paid in a different way
I want to live another day

I wanna be where I belong
Stand where I feel tall
To stand where I can’t fall
Where I win and lose nothing at all
My name branded on the greatest wall
A picture of me in the grandest hall
To win over myself is to win it all
I wanna stand where I feel tall
Stand where I can’t fall

Hard to know what I’m after in this situation
The difference of the differences may not be seen as what I can do different, from what others do in moments of outrageous behaviour
Actions made by cautions breastfed from mind-work
Ways thru and around the largest thing in life, the word that does exist but that I cant pronounce decides and make the acts of our actions relatively human
While some, called them, seems to have sickness in their, that word that I can’t pronounce 

Skater kids on my block
Relying on balance as they Ollie
Older kids
Youngsters on another block
On wheels to
A bit tuff
I guess we have the advantage
As we are the future

Some take the elevator
Some have to take the stairs
Rather you put down a great effort and almost accomplish your quest
Than just lie lifeless as a fish on land
The elevator can get stuck
On the stairs it’s all about you