Texty: Shelter. Eternal. Authenticity.

Since the starting line our programmed mind has drifted from our inner self. Covered our instinct our genuine wealth. With a guise and filled with pride due to insecurity ? can we reclaim our innocence? Just reach back and find myself before it gets molded by something else cuz I?ve seen it happen time and time and time again. Just reach back and reclaim ? and that will never be in vain ? to see our authenticity. Burns like fire all these desires but the hunger still remains inside of me. What?s real to me? Detoxify these clouded minds. That min (if) we dwell creates our hell and it?s a prison house of our society. Since our birth we forgot our worth, our potential and ability and I want it back that authenticity