Sorry

Sorry
Light, gets colder and colder
Now even air's getting heavier
Something is changing all around
I must stay focused, both feet on the ground

I should try to manage
A way out, a strategy
But I'm tired of planning everything
Let's have a try on improvising
I'm so scarred
I feel sorry
I should better hide
It's not a real choice
But I keep pretending
I'm not the one I thought
I know you want me to get up
To grab back my stick and start to walk
I should find a new path:
The illusion can't last
But all your looks, your expectations,
Your sincere concerns just paralyze me
Too old
Too weak
I cannot start over
This bloody path has been chosen
too many years before
Sometimes I would like
To go back in time,
Make a few different choices
Become another kind of man