To be human
Is to feel trapped.
To be human,
Is to have that
-constant need
To be free.
Maybe once we were free.
Once and only once.
Once upon a time,
In our childhood.
True things are unique,
The wise says.
They happen only once.
Once and only once.
And thats why
they are the truth.
And truth is always real.
Truth is free,
Free of guilts and regrets.
Truth is our childhood.
And maybe that's why
They are gone.
