Lunatic

The world around me says "I'm lost",

But I tell the world, I'm just lost in my "own" thoughts

We keep on fighting, clearly there is no winner

The definition of a winner, was not set before the fight

I see this mirror that reflects the thoughts

Of incoherent ideologues, and their perception

I rebelled as usual

My fights always in vain

They continue calling me a lunatic, 

I protest loud and clear everytime

The war will continue forever

 Only the soldiers will change

This is a fight that started when time was created

Every man need to find a place on either side

The war of eternal misery

Oh Lord, is this the curse of our being?