someone wants to get off

The walls are your world, the city where I was born uncertainty rises mountains unsafe dust that surrounds us with their glittery dignity mothers are teasing ignorance World, my legs are weary my head aches, the light is singing before my face ... my blood screams from the inside of my veins Rest ... don\'t you want to rest. Why? don\'t you want to give up? haven\'t we travelled enough? stop! someone wants to get off. Günsel Djemal 20/10/2010