He is covered with words of performance
I looked at him from many miles away.
that great separating universe
releases all hidden prophecies
its my true way,
I lock myself in the glass bell
i reject your hollow promises
its a fake song to ruin my life
you are a master of your science
im a girl of universe born from deep ocean
you are a victimizing opressor
I am the little traveler who is running away from the eyes of others while they buried me in oblivion
i go building my empire or letters
walking this bridge to create my hope
a kiss cant unite the holes of lacks.
please, wait me in the gray ports.