a family tree, started with two, had children of three.
Reputation: a word filled with expectations
lies, corruption, enemies and oppression.
A soul so empty, I wonder why.
Chaos and tension fills the air, why are you so afraid to admit to your mistakes, is it too hard to try?
‘trapped’ inside my own made up thoughts and desires.
I run, never looking back, one word now fills my mind: ‘free’.
A family tree, started with two, no longer three.