Hoi Oramenoi

I wanted you to be everything: an answer, a dancer, a chance or a way out. I wanted you to be like me.
I tried to explain things- first with words, then with miracles. It was up to you to understand- to develop- to do something you were incapable of doing.
But if you won't stop and consider that what you couldn't live without will still eventually disappear...if you are willing to submit to accusations and if you let that bastard police your every move, and never make a choice...

well then...

fyt