Breadcrumbs

They don't sing my songs here The lyrics aren't written in my language I'm an experiment An alien in no man's landAlthough when it comes to itManhood itself is the reason to ever hold a claim

I travelled around the starsCalled words my home Shining a red light As darkness became my signalBut only when no one was around

Strange that even fears could be part of a mask A mask that I wear every now and thenCarrying the memories of a girl who was never seenAnd she tasted how it's like being the fireHow everyone wants a piece and walk away when it cuts to deep

This little girl was the skin the fire shedFor the first time she set herself freeUnbound by the norms of societyThe world kept auctioning the price of her freedomAnd endlessly she fought back With ever-growing lust of being alive You won't take it away from me she said Whatever it takes she shouted from the end of a cliffKnowing one day she'd have to jump

The sight was embedded in herShe turned them into the words of a poetThe one who roaws into the lionesse

She closed her eyes and encased her soul into oblivionHer mind touring the cloudsSeeing all the satellite images no one ever wanted seenThe world grew ever strangeAnd that disgrace in distaste

She tore herself into her ashes Crafted every inch in caution Knowing the story in every assumption Every line that went unsaid she sawEvery mirror that was ever ignored she faced the darkest parts of herself

She now stands her ground at the edgeLooking at her pieces scattered all across the world Knowing that she'd find them on her ownEven if a stranger decides to eat the breadcrumbsThe humming guitar would lead her through And her words would never leave her on her ownA mind unseenBorn with the sight of existence of the breadcrumbsEver-stirring in interdimensionsRemembering her pieces on strangers' faces As if one look could give everything awayIn every sight and if ever only for a second We all see into each otherIf ever we are made of one another's breadcrumbs