wings of "i"

I am aware of the world,

but not the way they

want me to SEE.

I am alive for my cause,

but not the way they

want it from ME.

I am here and I am there,

but not the way they

want me to BE.

Keep me out of this law

I am neither a witness nor a judge

Let the wings of isolation

Cross the city of grudge.

beast frnd

Beauty of my friend

Like my concealed emotive trend

U are a river with comical bend

I am a refusal of every plastic mend

And this story has no the end.