Tekst
The years fly by,
Self-knowledge grows,
But the scars won't heal.
The anger floods our womb,
Suffocated by inherited,
Distorted beliefs.
Each journey is the child
Of your own actions
At times affected
By unrelated chaos.
The connections carved through
Centuries, millennia,
Are torn again.
Still don't respect
Our intellectual choices!
We still hear we cause
Embarrassment,
That our actions were their biggest
Disappointments
At times affected
By unrelated chaos.
We don't be accepted if
We don't follow their conditions
But a soul's fortress is untouchable once
It's dominated by full awareness
I feel so sorry for you,
Living and thinking this way,
But it may be better
To be far from your poison