Nrr

This cold windows. This iron bars. This empty cage where I'm an empy cap.

The gone, the outside. Inside a question, the answers sublimed.

We don't care the questions, we want to survive. We want be alive.

We push possible answers too far, we push them aside,

because I'm an empty cap who wants feel like air, like sea, like no chains. No questions chains.

Let's see. Get out. Take a blink. Blink twice. Now let's see again. Let's push our luck. Push it twice. Don't surrender. Try hard. If it bleeds, try harder. If it aches, if it breaks you, blink, and try again.

This in an empty cage. And no one belongs into a empy cage. Not even an empy cap.