He’s not too bad,
He just gets a little bit sad and gets stuck
When he’s struck –
by the memory
And remembers me.
Because it’s him,
He,
The me that I see
In the memory:
He’s not free.
So just,
Please, I plead:
Let me be me,
And let me be free.
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He’s not too bad,
He just gets a little bit sad and gets stuck
When he’s struck –
by the memory
And remembers me.
Because it’s him,
He,
The me that I see
In the memory:
He’s not free.
So just,
Please, I plead:
Let me be me,
And let me be free.