When the problem is me.


The Prince and The Pauper. Very much my life as far as it goes. Unexplained it may seem, will unfold for eyes to see. For mind to feed and for heart to heed. Just in time the character will build in life so as in guild. Since the air rushed into my body, cage was all I see though moving was no boundry. Invinsible it may appear, as apparent eyes may all fool to seer. Nobody knows how long it would take, across three decades it must be at stake. Why should it be so long to break, the spell I am in must be God's Great.Two lives mirrors in line, spiritual illumination can only sees one. Desire command their destiny they said, into the world where all are fakes. The one you are may stand tall and rise, nothing much then honour and prize. The one you are may run and wild, nothing much then dust and piles. So much for the rhymes and styles, i am so sleepy i'll comeback in a little while.