Spiritual being
Born
To explore the earth
In a physical cell
Made of dirt
Battle within itself
In a world so torn
Angry and hateful
Unable to see worth
Given by God
No understanding
Or knowledge of self
Not living
Just breathing
Blindly
Through lies
Told from birth
Spiritual being
Trapped in a cell
Not knowing from whence it fell
Scared and confused
By this earthly living
Not understanding
What it means to be a human being
Detached from both selves
Feeling like an alien
Not fulfilling
Society’s expectations
Outcast of the earth
Unable to complete the mission
Failure in the eyes of many
But gleaming with envy
From what they are seeing
Spiritual being
Born
But dead
Released from the curse of the cell
Free to roam as it pleases
Exploring the earth
Happy & free
~*ANNÆLLE*~