The White Stairs

Tightly between my hands
 Holding my face again
 But this time I have to take action
 Today, at last, I'll raise my head
 Taking at least a bow
 Before the crowd leaves
 Without any clapping
 I will disconnect
 Adam: "All the choices in my life, all the ones I've never had the courage to make, were there for a reason. To prove me that I was different, that I could drop out of the queue slowing marching to the altar where every human being is labeled and standardized. I can still do something, now that nothing remains for me: to set an example to the ones behind me."
 I have never been the one that people imitate
 But tonight I'll finally take off my weight
 Crawling in the desert of my imagination
 On the way up the white stairs that divide me from the final station
 Carry on!
 You were my dream
 A dream that came true
 And now what I have is a handful of nothing
 Clenching my fist I realize
 I wanted more from my work (did I contend?)
 Even more for my son (was it worth it?)
 In a blink of an eye my time started to run out
 Life's not so good as to forewarn us
 Watching a building from the cold street that I am walking
 I feel a magnetic attraction I cannot explain
 I hear it say to me "Come up here, you'll find all the answers you want"
 I close my eyes and go where my heart is pulling strongly
 And like a last wish, the destiny gives consent to it
 Step after step I will climb the stairs until I'll see the shining moonlight
 I'll be so near the short-sighted gods
 They'll surely see me this time
 I see you among the stars and
 I'll reach you, I give my word
 These white stairs divide me from the final station
 Carry on!
 Finally here, alone with myself
 All I see an infinite stairway
 Cry, shiver but don't look back now
 I'm shining on my own and rising from the ashes of my demons gone
 I see no turning back from this last decision I made tonight
 I'm still up on the ledge and as I stand up I decide if
 This journey led me to step forward or to step back
 Voices: "You..."
 Adam: "Who are you? Who's talking?"
 Voices "You didn't have the courage to take center stage at work"
 Adam: "How do you know!?"
 Voices "You didn't have the courage to give the world a child when you could have"
 Adam: "But... I couldn't have given him the life he deserved!"
 Voices: "Shut up, liar! You didn't have the courage to change Anne's mind! She could have cured herself! She could have saved herself!"
 Adam: "The doctor said it was nearly impossible!"
 Voices: "... and now, you don't even have the courage to end it all!"
 Adam throws himself and screams
 Anne:"Adam... Adam? Wake up, it's late! You've got to go to work!"
 Adam: "Anne!?"
 Anne: "Yes?"
 Adam: "What are you doing here?"
 Anne: "What? Are you ok?"
 Adam: "You... you were..."
 Anne: "I was what?"
 Adam: "You were dead..."
 Anne: "Oh, you're so scared! Maybe you had a fitful sleep... I know you just want a big big breakfast prepared by your lovely Anne, isn't it?"
 Adam: "Yes... like in the old days"
 Anne: "Old days? The last time was yesterday!"
 Adam: "It's not important... I have you here again... come here Anne... come here my love..."
 Anne: "Adam? Adam, everything is ok! Hey... Adam!"
 Adam: *cries*