Wake up caged amongst the lost
Walking through their world.
Look at the posters pointing
The way not traveled has
been traveled too much

This world rich with illusion
You think you’re found?
You think it’s wise?
To walk amongst the found
is not traveling at all

On a pedestal looking up
In your caged Freedom
I’m alive and drenched in
the lonely
The Lonely we are

Forward

3 months, 1 week ago by Nick K.