Doubts Inside.

I have doubts inside myself
The fire waiting an ignition,
The mind in lack of incentive,
The heart away from the dream that one day will come true.
Those questions we want so much answers for them, you know?
Like,
If you would stay until my end,
If I can be strong enough to go on,
If we are capable to be sane inside a insane world,
If it all is real, if it all is just a dream,
If whose are suffering can wake up from the nightmare in form of life,
We are no Hercules, but there is strength to hold on.
How much it depends on what, when and who we are.

Words to be written, sighs to be felt, doubts bleeding inside.
Would you kill to save your life?
Would you commit a crime to save your loved one's life?
Would you make a wrong step without knowing if it would be better or worst?
Would you feel safe or feel empty?
Would you feel complete or feel lost?
What would we do when we least expect?
Life = surprises.
Never dare to tell you are tired of life.
Just change a little your perspective,
Make it wider, make it higher, make it... you.

There is always a spark we do not see,
There is a hero, a better us inside, it just need to be freed.

To be proud and to have pride are very different things.
One makes you shed tears of pure happiness with yourself or anyone else,
The other makes you dive down without return on your own choices.

This is a changable world,
Those who do not know it, must be, has to be taught.
On a way or another.

There is always a forgiveness to be given, a pride to be broken, a love to be lived;
The truth to be heard once for all, roads to be taken,
and those who lives for lies, swallow - the way it does not matter - every single one of them.

Do not let you be torn apart
and keep falling off the ground you once took steps to make your life better.
Do not let you be fooled for any fassade around.
Do not be stuck without dreams, desires, thoughts to be put in action.
You know, we all know: our minds can change the world.
The universe is full of others universes,
Innocent or wild, pure or travelled, young or old,
One thing we must have to fear, no doubt at all:
We are our own universes.