I found myself building a house in a piece of land,
Up through the hills, I became the one that shame,
Under the shadows of sun, some seeds i plant, but never really allowed to claim.
Dragonflies can pass through, bees can pollinate anytime.
Until I learned that insects are meant to fly away.
Fences are built, but title are never really meant,
Nowhere, You will never find any map in that document,
That means I can\'t introduce us to others because I\'m stuck with the reality of \"what are we?\"
A love that may exists, but visibily cannot be.
I finally understood how wildflowers will bloom beautifully,
Instead of claiming for a title that never meant to be me,
I stayed on, I cared more, I loved more,
But never truly claimed as his
own.