Everything being told to him,
He will forget and end up getting a life trim.
Cutting out the negative energy that’s around.
All of the things being told to him will soon be a faint sound.
He is so close to freedom, yet so far.
He just wishes he could be left alone and finally turn into a bright star.
High up in the sky where no one can reach his dreams.
When his freedom has come he will release everything like violent streams.
When the time comes, he will flourish,
But for now, he will just have to nourish.