Chapter Three: A WORLD WITH ONLY MYSELF

In the border of culture
I chose to shut my door too

In a world with only me
At least I could get some peace.

Everything follows my concious
Ordered by my dream

In a space of 99 square feet
I built my little Kindom inside chelsea dream

A phone call from home
School fee, the bills, the rents are asking for my
Gains?
Achievements?
Commerce?
Reflections?

The fancy dream is drying out.
The peace is falling apart.
Empty is the only thing left.
And now the room is like a ugly chain, a infine black hell

Where is my way out?
Somebody please help me out?
?
?
?
?
A world with only myself.

Chapter Two: Fence

I’ve never be part of it.
And yet, never will be, no matter how hard I’m trying.

Closing windows
Closing doors,
Closing gates
Closing fences

Boundaries are getting clear and clear
I’ve been kept outside from the very beginning, and I’ve never realized.

I could only watch
Picture
Copy
Imagine
Dream
The world I wanna be in.

Chapter One

I arrived at a world fill with my dream
Like a beautiful bubble
Fly

None Sense

"Do I know what you expect?"
Are you expecting from me?
I didn't hear you say that to my ears
I'm not your property and I'm not listening to you
Will you like me anyway?

It's okay to be afraid, I feel it too.
mighty more than you...
percolate through yourself
and you shall see, it will be all over again

refuse your desire, refuse to believe, refuse your mind
can you have total control of yourself
can you become immune to your instinct
and still be you?

My world loose gravity.
I was avalanched by identity.
Weightless in a river.
I cannot control the way, and yet, cannot stop.
I've already been on the way, drifting across the cultures.

I’ve been pushing by the waves
Lost completely in my space.
I’ve been a stranger to the world
The world is very strange to me.

I am crying to land
Therefore, there is no way
I am a faint weightless fish
Flowed, drifted, bitten by waves.