When you care about things that don’t matter,
you are putting yourself in a cage
within it, you are hustling to fly.
I don’t want to listen to them, I swear,
but when they utter something, I lose all my sense.
Why did I let them come close to me,
With all the connections I lost my identity.
They say they care most humbly,
I prefer to be hidden in a world of everything temporary.