The reason I gave up on puling is
That I want to use the suffering and pain in me
As a tool to help me grow and stay down to earth at the same time
To realise what I've been through and why I am still running in the game
To walk with this burden in my chest until I rest

To gain from sorrow
To be a kind being
To be a human being
And most importantly to be me
So nothing can change unless I let it all out
Every minute that passes up by reminds me to stay humble

For you, my heart may seem cold
But there is a reason behind everything I do
Which is untold
Only when someone will finally able to break through my walls and unfold
You'll surely find a heart of gold
Cuz never did I sold my soul
For this phoney world with a virtual life
Of mask wearers and as sightless blindfolded holds...