To create a possibility..of the mind being free
free from what i ask?
why freedom at all?
in this feminine spirit,lives a mighty heart
that heart lives in a weak weak world...
torn down by the blowing wind...
the heart rises to go...
every day it fights a battle...
to know why its so hard to be with me...
why the tarn in the soul so murky to put itself in...
there is a craving to be equals among men...
what this heart doesnot know..is it cannot be..
home is somewhere else..where it d never return..
freedom is never to be...
knowing this is freedom..