Infracto Animo

Prison?

I am young and free.

Well only young but not free

I'm in a cell called my mind

I can't escape.

I'm trying to search reasons,

a purpose on why we are doing all this.

Years of slave system,

What are they planning?

So many years of education on school,

Yet nobody taught us how to love ourselves

So many years,

Yet nobody taught me how to escape this cell I'm in

There are lot's of bad things in this world

But some things are made bad because we are taught to see it that way.

We are forced to see it that way

You are a girl and you love a boy

Go love him

You are a girl and you love a girl

Go love her.

It's not bad

You just think it is bad, they just think it is bad, because you are not used into seeing things differently

I'm going offroad on what I'm saying

But I think I'm going to implode if I don't let it out

My head has a dull ache

I'm still young,

Still not free.

But as I grow older,

the clearer I see how fucked up the world is.

And how stupid we human beings are.