"Man was born free, and he is everywhere in chains." - Rousseau

my destination in life keeps changing,
I'm sick of re-arranging,
all the things that matter,
cause they've all begun to shatter,
breaking away from me,
like a lost hope,
no more tranquility.
Maybe I'm not as broken as you,
but its damn well true,
that I'm not fond enough,
to listen to the sounds ecohing in my mind,
as i hear the footsepts falling behind.