The monotony and the clever aimsOf blocked peopleShake our mentality so muchThat the moments of chosen days are uglyStep by step we run awayFull of pain of misunderstanding -Which I like to be part of very oftenSometimes We look for the art.In chosen creaturesSo faithful to everythingExcept the Planet’s ideaSo we decide to hide foreverCalled Damnable by freedomWe were freedom,We are freedom andWe will be free!Although we know it is no way to run awayThen we would be definiteFor all without any exceptionAnd we would still have the sanity of living foreverTill they…