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.