Turn Away

Turn Away
i turn away i am the project which lives subjectively and 
before there was nothing else here an object cannot become 
somebody if it never were something everything that counts 
is a will for might and all that lasts is our freedom to 
create somebody means same as to cause something to exist i
 am my future i am my time to come and go i am a state of 
being guilty i am my freedom i turn away i turn away 
laughing progress is just a wrong placed idea we were so 
fuckin' spoiled and failed we talk and breathe as others do
 but we never know who the others are i am my future i am 
my time to come and go i am a state of being guilty i am my
 freedom the law of evolution is the law of selection the 
perfect ones always promote but we are still remaining 
cowards we feel the differences and being ourselves we 
operate without wishes and hope i cannot see anything else 
except the failures and weaknesses there is no external of 
absolute truth