speechless

i want it, i need something.
i've struggled for everything.
i've given the best for anything.
at the end, the distance seems never ending.

is it so hard to get what i want?
how many times do i need to be brunt?
giving the best, working the most.
is still not the answer to be the best?

i need a room, i need a big room,
just by myself, no one else but one.
i need a space, i need an open space.
so i can run around and hit no one.

i'm confined in the room that i've built.
i need a ladder, where leads me to the edge.
and i want to jump from the peak
into the pool of the normality.

i want to be ordinary.
just a plain ordinary person.
being different is too tiring.
why is it so hard to be common?

i have too many dream perhaps.
i have too little time perhaps.
something has got to give.
but i have given more than i ditch.

i'm seriously speechless, not the first time
but this time i'm seriously running out of time

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