I found a tool to express myself, a way to de-link myself,
From the worldly anthem, from the manly lord,
From those people who never let you free and roam.
Far beyond their reach this tool took me to places, where I saw people going half crazy…
I used it as a shield and from behind it, I kept an eye,
Their eye when met my I, they fought a battle,
my body wasn’t hurt but my thoughts were…
Comfortably numb, I was walking on a path,
Healing my mind with illusion and wrath,
Physically I walked amidst those tyrannical rules,
Mentally I saw them making people fool.
What a shame! I thought while walking past them,
I didn’t realised what a fool I am!
The world in which I live feeds on people like me.
The illusion of freedom mocked my wrath,
It turned into someone who controls my path.
I thus got trapped in my own mind and became a prey to my own kind.