Son

Message Universel

« I am what I am » by Gloria Gaynor (1983)

[It takes a lifetime to become the best that we can be
We have not the time or the right to judge each other
It’s one life and there’s no return and no deposit
One life so make sure you like what’s in your closet]

I am what I am, I am my own special creation
So come take a look, give me the hook or the ovation
It’s my world that I want to have a little pride, my world
And it’s not a place I have to hide in
Life’s not worth a dam till I can say : I am what I am !

I am what I am, I don’t want praise, I don’t want pity
I bang my own drum, some think it’s noise, I think it’s pretty
And so what if I love each sparkle and each bangle
Why not see things from a different angle
Your life is a sham till you can shout out : I am what I am !

I am what I am, And what I am needs no excuses
I deal my own deck, sometimes the aces sometimes the deuces
It’s one life and there’s no return and no deposit
One life so it’s time to open up your closet
Life’s not worth a dam till you can shout out : I am what I am !

I am I am I am good
I am I am I am strong
I am I am I am worthy
I am I am I belong

I am I am I am useful
I am I am I am true
I am I am somebody
I am as good as you

Yes I am !

Son

« Silence »

Wishing for the stars to smile
Instead of some unknown tears to shine
Feeling my soul tired
Deeply angry, deeply hurt
No reason, no doubt…

Underneath the silence: a wander
The way it goes in a human head
Waiting for someone that never came
Regretting those who already left…

Broken from inside out
Who will bring the moon to me?
Strangers laughing in the dark
Strangers waving at me…

Underneath the silence: a sign
Winking at me like destiny
My peers’ shallow emptiness
This world is not my home…

Hurt within my core,
Head over heels
‘Cause it never stops
It just goes on and on…

Feeling broke when nothing yet happened
Demons winning over my strenght…
Underneath the silence: an evidence
The only sign I shall see and listen to…

… they just don’t need to know me
… they just don’t want to know me
… they just don’t care to know me

:: Septembre 2006 ::
:: Montréal (Québec) Canada ::