no truth

[vagabond]

I´ m judging and judging the sky and the earth,
the people around me, but mostly myself.

Stupid to speak out what I estimate truth
I´m damaged and blamed for the damage I´ve caused

what was intended as a mighty conviction
is shattered to peaces as doubts are afflicting

Sentenced to a prison of remorse and confusion
I cannot move out till I find some solution

But I may never be leaving my jail
cause every answer inside is in vain.

I want to create riddles that pass through the bars
that way at least I´d free part of my heart.