IRC-Galleria

So I wish I was under a tree
Far away from society
Where the only truth in me
Is the soothing sound of my own entity?
While my other voice is free
It expresses words of plea
To return to a stable form of reality
But IÂ’m inside of that tree
That tree is inside of another tree
The perplexity is infinity
So I will just chill with a spliff