Endlessly finding for greener pastures,
I messed with insensitive society.
Have no strength to convey emotions,
Because I would be judged as irrelevant.
With people who don’t understand,
The thoughts of sick man,
Humans say it’s unrealistic and foolish,
As it’s labelled by public as child’s play.
My mind shouts so loud,
Yet the surrounding is so still.
Too many thoughts in my head,
Maybe I’ll try to step out?
Alas, tried to break the chains that binds me,
I succeeded and grasped for air.
For as to where I headed next?
Still to the greener pasture.
