What was given was said to be worthless.
Our truth is turned into an idea.
He never forbade us to give him everything.
Let us put our time, feelings and trust into ourselves.
But one day everything was broken.
Instead, he said it like all that.
We think by ourselves.
Like what we lost.
Never worth a little to him.
# The silence that never replies
# One day the identity was erased























































































