How can one hurt them self?
Perhaps by being unobservant
Perhaps by a moment of stupidity
Perhaps even by an unlucky chance during an awkward circumstance
Or being green and alive in a sea of brown and blue
Or by being much too tall, or far too small
By flying away
By desiring to stay

And to be misunderstood

tis' not so bad

But the people said that it is good

To pretend they don't follow the path of circles
Oh no! Not a single lad
Still our judgment kills each other
Still we can't help, but to hurt ourselves
yet it is not the mistake that is the killer of man
'tis when our wisdom and liberty
Blind us and bind us to this world
then only to break legs and tell us then
That we're finally free
But where is the reality?