Let go.... is not that the hardest thing to do?
let go my homeland,and my dream along with it.Politics means the way of living here.
You cant just give it up.
I am too attached to freedom,to a normal ife and to the dream of being like everyone else in this world,a citizen of a free state,it is taken for granted for everyone but in here it is simply impossible..a word used to explaine many thing in here..we been nursed with the logic of impossible,and dreams are only a hobby you can do to fullfill your emptyness.
Down spirits,or a murdered soul is what they made us.
Shadows in a ghost city we are,death stincks but still smells so natural,so logical.
Let go....can they smuggle that from the tunnels? or drop it with a bomb?
Who wants to buy his peace of mind....
Me,and everyone of my people.
But the price is unaffordable.