Et digt

Jeg skrev et digt. Det kunne få en melodi, jeg er bare ikke så god til den slags endnu. Men hvem ved? Måske engang det bliver til en sang...

People in sitcoms keep talking about moral
we sure are mortal
but those shows are fiction
and I need a dictionary
to life
and the people around me

You see, I might be
someone else, something more
or just something of nothing
Still I would be one thing of many
and that would be free
if I could be me

Not pocessed and with no pice
though i look into eyes
when I tell them "I'm yours if you want me"

In lots of conversations
I had compensation
which gave me patince
theat learned me to be someones and still be me
still be free