The Light In The Valley

It’s the light in the valley

But which valley?

If we’re not seeing the same sun and not sleeping under the same moon

And if all the effort you manifest is all going to waste

How should I believe I should again live

And pretend and lie with my smile

Because I’m not happy but you knew already

That my world revolves around your lips’ arches

And your world revolves around stairs and proves

That I have to reach and deliver until I’m close to selling my liver

And I’m striving for control over myself and my payroll

And I want to be like you, but who actually are you?

Because it’s more beautiful looking at prawns that’re colorful

Than to think about life and about being a wife

Such a hard job if I’m your cub

Mama, I can’t be like you, mama

Because I’m scared of papa and of multiplying my trauma

Can I be alone without being a loon?

And I don’t know many things but I want to cherish things

But how do we get the most if we are already lost

And if my plants are dead

Can I be a plant instead?

And if the earth is spinning

Can it stop spinning?

At least in my head?

I wanna eat my bread

The bread I didn’t earn

I only deserve fern in the jungle of my thought

The thought I have fought

But the thought that keeps winning

The thought that’s coming

About the light in the valley

But which valley?