I want to be elsewhere
In the street of Berlin
Or Cambridge
The routinous life break me
Like an axe in an old's tree branches
I wish me soften days and times
But nothing has changed till some years
My pain deepen seen people make their life complete
Why should I bear all this?
Maybe because I am a strong warrior
A person made of steel
Seeing at the sky
My eyes full of tears
Thinking I wanna be elsewhere
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