The naked tribes

Back in your mask, back in your disguise, back where you belong. Nature is the only one that handled the storms, handled the truth, handled the thunder. It even blossom when it comes rain. They where here before us, and they will stand here after us. What is in between is us, and we can choose to live or just exist.

Now you found yourself again, its not you, but its the only thing you can be. Just a shadow off yourself. It looks tiring to smile, but its nice to see you are heading there, into your shadow again, into your bubble. Its been missing you, the bubble.
You never reached nature...