Those unspoken words of sadness,
Those unseen senses of humanness.
In the world of borders,
I stand with spiritedness.
Harder the people judge,
Stronger for roots I urge.
They believe to have foresightedness,
I condemn with existential so immense.
The war of the worlds had never ended,
If reality with peace never blended.
The times I crouched behind the walls,
Were intended to hold me before I fall.
Those unshared moments are fading apart,
Now I want to pause them to gather my parts.
Foolishly I upheld deceived,
Intelligently it grew me indeed.
Lost inside the mind I stood,
Possessed by my soul I hooked.
The independent from the world I be,
The more my free spirit will breathe.
