The magical phrase is : the best thing that ever happened to me… In 1990-91, at the age of 19, I exploded from a heartbreak : I looked rather sad and all, but I felt finally authentic and her incapacity to see me was the kick I needed to escape my social prison (false self).

It was written in 1991, yet I found it back April 3, 2008 and posted it here the same day ! I love it !

- Michaël Lessard ©

Spark Explosion

There was a fool inside of me, trying hard to break free.

Fighting back the reservations drilled into my mind by society.

Something is burning inside of me,

This rage to live, to be real !

They tell you what to be, they tell you what to do,

This is not me ! No ! This is not me !

They tell you what to be, they tell you what to do,

So hard to be free, I want to be me !

All I needed was a good kick to get me moving.

You broke my heart and now I love you more !

Yes I love you more, cause’ you’re the best thing that ever happened to me…

You were the spark,

To my explosion.

O’ I exploded,

Watch the pieces fly o’ fly !

ANNILIATION

DISINTEGRATION

Of what I was, of what I wasn’t.

Well eh, I’m a big fucken mess,

Picking up the pieces I want back.

Well I’m OK, Yes I’m fine…

There was a fool inside of me, trying hard to break free.

Fighting back the reservations drilled into my mind by society.

Well it doesn’t matter what they say,

Just go ahead and walk away.

They tell you what to be, they tell you what to do,

This is not me ! No ! This is not me !

They tell you what to be, they tell you what to do,

So hard to be free, I want to be me !

Get out, get out of yourself.

You could be so much more.

Are you just another lie,

Waiting, waiting, to fucken die.

Yes and now I love you more, cause ah…

You were the spark,

To my explosion.

O’ I exploded,

Watch the pieces fly o’ fly !

ANNILIATION

DISINTEGRATION

Of what I was, of what I wasn’t.

Well eh, I’m a big fucken mess,

Picking up the pieces I want back.

Well I’m OK, Yes I’m fine…

Yes I’m fine !

Yes it’s me !

I am real

A feel real

I think I’m real

Am I real ? Am I real ?

God, help me be real…

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Hint : I would like some of my texts to be used by actual bands.