Labels

Labels, labels, labels, labels.

 Labels written on my head.Labels carved within my skin. 

Labels where people can let me hear and labels where no one can see.

All these killing dreadful poison labels,

Are pulled and stabbed on me.It's this great demotivation.. 

This great dreadful pain that no one can see.

They say that the labels are made for the great..

They say that the great are born from these labels in blood.

How can I fly if I have a hook to my foot?

How can someone climb high if a sign is put.

 These labels , this pain that I fought Fought so hard and fierce when metal spears break right through my heart.

 The only thing I can answer to these bloodsucking leaches,

Is Ha! Hello my labels , my good close friends.I do not know how to respond.

 I do not know how to fly.. You make my life very hard as if you fill all my space. 

Let's us not fight, let me grow big.

Lets my pedals spread wide and my flaws swift away.

We will sit one day with my dear friends of labels.

And have a great time,laughing about the past.