I’ve fought with myself about society
I even said I’ll join the streets of society
Enclosed in a shell, like a prisoner in a cell.
I’ll live that life waiting for the next hell.
Maybe I’ll be better, maybe the world will be better
But as the feathers dropped, feather by feather….
*sigh* I’m such a fool.………..
From a life we called prison there lay my dear “cell mates”
How could I forget them, all we ever wanted was to run in haste.
We all hated how society painted life
Hiding the dark with its fake light
But listen my “cell mates”
They are us, we’re all reflecting mirrors
Hiding from our blessed terrors.
Let’s redefine this word
Looks like the dictionary doesn’t define through the spectrum of our world’s.
Let’s be society together
No rules or boundaries together
We don’t have to surf the same wavelength, that’s not what soul family meant.
At least we won’t throttle each other with a rule leash or have false words to preach.
We can eat the sunlight and drink moonlight.
We can be those silver dots in that space sea.
Let’s swim freely in this little space sea.
Come join me in our space sea.
Purple Empaths 