War-zone

At least these feelings let me know I'm still alive

Damn.. Just survived another bomb..
I'm starting to feel like a robot more and more..

I don't want to be reasonable

I don't want to think about everything

I don't want to analyse everything you say

I don't want to listen to the message behind your words

I don't want to feel like I'm in a war-zone

I just want to smile

I just want to laugh

I want to run around in a feeld, laughing and screaming

I want to dance, and not care that I look like an idiot

I just want to say things without having to watch what the might mean to you

I just want to listen to what you say, but not really hear it

I just want to be me, without having to do anything

I just don't want to be a puppet for your words anymore..

Because yes, this feels like a war-zone..
And every word you say is a bomb in my field.
And my land is about to crumble down.
But still I won't give in.
I will plant a forest, so won't see you comming

I will let loose birds, hundreds of them, so I won't hear you comming
I will find horses, so I can flee..

I will find bears, and make clothes, to keep me warm from your cold boms

I will find a cave, far deep in a big mountain, where I'll hide, for you.
And noone will find me, especially not you.
And I will be lonely.
But when the stroms gone down.
And my land has crumbled.
Trees have been burnded, my animels been slaughtered.
Just because you can.
Then I will come out and I will fight, for my right and my field.
For I will not die without a fight, I will not let you get away killing my soul, my field, my rights.
And I will win.
But untill then, I will hide..

Is it okay to cry about something that you shouldn't give a shit about?
This just feels like such a defenite ending..