I suppose it’s a way of life
to stand still
when everything moves around you,
to watch others pass you by,
to be a witness to your own cowardice...
It takes a heart to make you start walking
It takes courage to start running
And when finally you understand
and you want to move on,
it’s already late
lights go down
and the stage is there,
silent and empty
Its your last line
and you must go down...