Turn Away

Turn Away
i turn away i am the project which lives subjectively and before there was nothing else here an object cannot become somebody if it never were something everything that counts is a will for might and all that lasts is our freedom to create somebody means same as to cause something to exist i am my future i am my time to come and go i am a state of being guilty i am my freedom i turn away i turn away laughing progress is just a wrong placed idea we were so fuckin' spoiled and failed we talk and breathe as others do but we never know who the others are i am my future i am my time to come and go i am a state of being guilty i am my freedom the law of evolution is the law of selection the perfect ones always promote but we are still remaining cowards we feel the differences and being ourselves we operate without wishes and hope i cannot see anything else except the failures and weaknesses there is no external of absolute truth