The world wants two lives, one is its own and the other is given by you,

With your life they build a home, and your dreams get flushed in the loo.

**** your nights, **** your sleep,
And still like a harassed goat you bleep,
How can you end up being so weak?
Are you what I said or so just you seem?

You are not, what they believe,
Not a victim of what they perceive,
Because they'll always want two lives,
Turning sturdy and rigids into feeble and naives.

We'll pursue, what we want,
They can never supress us or ever daunt,
Our hope will now retaliate and haunt,
And our success will make everything flaunt!

So now is the time to decide,
Do what your heart says...or die being their pride,
Their expectations are tough sharp lights,
But we have to follow the sunshine bright.

And many reluctant seeds like us, will have to be sown,
Because the world always wants two lives of its own...