I bang against the box I'm in. The world outside pushes the lid harder. I want to get the outside the box and stay true to myself but this world wants to break me. They've locked up my true self far away from me and all I can sense in me is their oppressing rules, custom and their herd like social customs. They've even given me different masks like the ones they wear on different occasions. They're so fake even they themselves do not know their real selves, hidden behind the thick layer of make believe...
Oh... I long for myself... My true self with all its earthiness and freedom. My self that cares, loves and shows affection... I long... Oh how I long to be one with myself again...
