Who is there? 

Freedom. Come Catch It!

For far too long I have been locked up in solitude.

No gratitude.

Be gracious for what? And for whom? 


I Want Answers Too!

Where is my Freedom?

Isn’t there love within knowing thyself?



So, tell me, maker. Who am I?



Knock, knock. 

Who’s there?

Freedom. Come Catch It!