now you know i am not what you thought i'd be what more did you expect? i can now be all the forbidden colors but still a child, a wanderer nothing else once you find the tunnel you will find the way out and once you start down this path you will not stop running it's not easy, being you sometimes you have to lie to find the truth in the bubble of life you're too afraid to pop will you grow so large until it can no longer hold you? or will you let it suffocate you? will you go on and rot?
will you become bigger than what presently grasps you? or will you succumb?