I am different from the others, I try to remember what human nature is, As I look at the Iris flower I wonder What it would be like to get out of my bubble, to explore to breathe to feel.

The petals full of life try to enter my discolored heart, I feel lost, alone. The steel that protects me wants to explode and I question myself again; Should I go out and live, dream, create? I feel like a stranger, Out of this world.

Feat. Visual Artist - doodledanga