Nothing Ever Changes - vika pestrova

Promises

Of ideal reality

Are the worst

As you only give them to yourself

You would always want to change

To lose weight and gain strength

But instead you are in bed

Watching what you watched a million times

Oh how

Oh how

And if nothing ever changes

I could never be a man enough

To come out

It’s so awful when you’re free

Free for absolutely any dream

Somewhere deep inside you know

That there’s time to make it

On the surface there are pressures

Disapproval at all stages

Even those who are family

Just politely keep

Silence in accordance

With you creative actions

Little victories

And your small endeavours

How

Oh how

And if nothing ever changes

I could never be a man enough

To come out

When life has called you victory

And all you are is failure

Well not exactly failure

You are some kind of plato

You reached some kind of plato

Break-break through is on the corner

Be-between the now and never

Break-break through is on the corner

Between the now and never

Oh how

Oh how

And if nothing ever changes

I could never be a man enough

To have dared

To come out

To come out

Of the dark