Gentle start,

It often starts slowly and rather gently,

But not for long then you get caught up,

By the noises and the hiccups that is life

And the gentleness of the beginning turns rather too quickly,

Into the boring predictable every day

And you scream louder every day

But nobody takes the time to listen,

Or even hear you.

Then you realise again that all you are,

Is a lonely island drifting along on the chopped seas of life?

And no need to pull yourself together.

In life there Is a degree of fatality and anticipated disasters.

You see it coming,

You know it will hit you hard but what is there to do

Most of the time there is nothing you can do.

Because if you do then the fake wall will collapse

Right on top of you and just when you thought you made it

To the other side

It all comes tumbling down and crushes you again.

For how and after how

Many falls will you still be strong enough to get up and go.

Smile again and pretend,

Everything is alright

And just waiting for your approval.

And the world as such will be a better

And more peaceful place

And then it starts again, gentle at first.