No More Hostages
No More Hostages
There is nothing to hide,
There is nothing to fear.
And we still do it,
Sweeping dust under the carpet,
To not be seen, neither known.
People have fears,
Like I do.
We fear what’s unknown,
But what’s known, too.
We fear each other, and
Our true selves too.
Because we live in
Hypocrisy, add despair
And you got it,
A ruined person.
That’s what we are,
A sack of ruined people,
Carrying our own bones,
Craving for a soul,
Dreaming to not be lost,
And to let the world know,
That we are no hostages,
That we are free.
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