Freedom

I burn for a cause unknown to me
I long for a clause in what I see
I wonder what it's like saving grace
In all this time I was here in space
Wondering what it's like for others
To see me see one of my own sisters
And brother whose lie is that he is
In conspiracy with other which this
Is a show, a play to be seen by all
And bare-witness the fall of my soul
From which I called upon forces call
To which my words would become gold
And all gold is all words that sold
All things precious must go and burn
I must learn what it means to be human
And not be unto them as they are to me
For only than can I truly be ever free.