Thursday, August 19, 2010

You Aren't One to Judge Me

You arent One to Judge me.




Do you know what freedom is, truly?




Look at the puppets around you
And don’t tell me you don't have strings too

 
Forget about you, I’ll walk on by
The roads can bleed me dry

 
But if my thoughts are my own
Wont need a home






(I will find my Silence, my Truth)

 
..I am The Wanderer.





4 comments:

  1. hello wanderer. you intrigue me.

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  2. your verse, for sure.
    but you too.

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  3. this was interesting; indepth insight!

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