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What should I do if I don't really give a damn?
What should I do if sadness broke my heart?
What should I do if my good spirits are a sham?
What should I do if every movement's very hard?
What should I do if I just want to give it up?
What should I do if there's no strength in my weak body?
What should I do if I don't want to be a sap
in case I am enamoured of somebody?
What should I do if there's no goal for future use?
What should I do if there's no place for me?
What should I do: endure my life's abuse
or let myself be gone and thus be free?
What should I do if they are preaching, loud and smug,
how I must live, with whom, where, why... so on?
There ought to be consent for this mindfuck,
what should I do if there's no need and there's no want?
What should I do with this enormous gift -
my chance at life I really didn't ask for?
What should I do if I am lost, adrift
among these questions with no answers?
What should I do if they don't care about my inner world?
What should I do when they demand for everything or nothing?
What should I do when there is no useful point
to be or not to be, when there's no passion?
What should I do if I'm not planning for a sequel?
What should I do if I'm not going to agree
the day I came into this world ought to be equal
to every great event in history?
Why should I waste my gratefulness on sorrows,
on emptiness, on fear, on this pain?
Why should I waste my yesterdays, tomorrows
on useless dreams, on castles in the sand?
What should I do? Surrender to their fiefdom?
Agree to their demands without fanfare?
No, I refuse! I want my rightful freedom!
Choke on your lies, my truth is out there...