Bang my head against the wall
Collapse and break, start to crawl.
The endless trip now begins,
To stand upon my hands and knees.

My hands are tired, my knees are scratched,
I'm so sick of it all, so tired of that.
Lean on a pile of stones,
And than i stand tall, even if i have few broken bones.


And then, instead of going away from the wall,
I climb it, I jump, and to the other side i fall.

Landing on my feet, staring at the wall,
Again, i find myself,
Banging my head against the wall....

Oh god, the pain.....
Over and over again.