Family, the people I love the most,
don’t get me.
Can’t value what I know,
or understand my life's mission
as light-worker.

Family, the people I love the most
can’t grasp me.
Thusly when I share
a wall of separation builds
where each brick is heavy on heart.

Family, the people I love the most,
can’t comprehend the wisdom I carry
cause they’re asleep in the matrex-
a place controlled by lies of society.
(and their own path)

It saddens, hurts to the core
but truth is...I now see it’s not usual
when one is conscious and others sleep.

In truth, I’m now slowly learning
like a child who learns to crawl.
that, I don’t need to share
in search of approval.

For confidence grows
like flower everyday
with my own suns wisdom.
It blossoms, as reliance cords I sever,
with compassion to fly in peace
Fly with my new spirit family.
The ones, I share with inside love.