Your reproachful look says it all, so does the silence between us
Dissatisfaction bred envy
How can you want to be what I am if you do not know me at all?
You’re saying’ I’m a loser even that you’re not quite sure about it
Envy bred anger
How can you want to have my life if you do not know it at all?
You have to know your life could be your dream…
You don’t know what to say, you’re cryin’, you never want to see me again
Anger bred sadness
How can you want to do what I do if you don’t do anything at all?
Discriminated against me; if that’s what you think you better think again
Sadness bred dissatisfaction
Take a look at yourself; you’re sitting here waiting for a miracle
You have to know your life could be the dream that you dare to live; you have to know
— Lunik, “What you are”