Just A Word

We hurt each other every day.

Is that the way it should be?

Searching for good appearance

is the first priority.

When will this be over?

We've closed our eyes too long.

Respect is more important than beauty.

I'm sick of this unreal life.

We're going nowhere

with these thoughts of perfection

'cause our personality

is stronger than images.

Time has come to be ourselves

and not clones of television.

This land of glory has become too sick

to die for.

And when they ask why I feel this way

I'll simply show them my scar.

A scar that killed the courage

of being myself.

After all your own mentality

makes you sad

and you still ignore what real values are.

That's why you are sexists

and homophobes.

The real power is what's inside of us.

Which consists of being able to say no

to something oppressing.

I say no to your dream.

And don't tell me my life is falling apart

'cause a million bucks is not worth more

than what everyone achieves for himself.

I'm trying to make you understand

that we don't want to lose what we are.

We have so much to learn

from these mistakes

called beauty, glamour, glory.

And anyway you don't and will

never listen to me.

I will never live in the hand of glamour

'cause this would be an invitation

to burn in the flames of glory.

And glory's a word that means power.

What you try to change

is what you're killing inside.

You are blind to problems

that we have to talk about.

But it's okay because nothing is worse

than someone who knows

and does nothing.

You can change anything

but not my heart.