The Other Side of The Known Story
I'm a human, they say.
I was originally made of clay.
I'm supposed to walk a certain way.
And try hard to not go astray.
My desires should be within certain boundaries.
I should focus more on the necessities.
But I have a troubled mind.
It questions everything assigned.
My eyes became blind. ...
I was originally made of clay.
I'm supposed to walk a certain way.
And try hard to not go astray.
My desires should be within certain boundaries.
I should focus more on the necessities.
But I have a troubled mind.
It questions everything assigned.
My eyes became blind. ...