It’s that feeling that you have to fly, break the rules, go some place else away from all that nonsense arrogance and jealousy. When you know you love and live, why would you want to kill. Escape from them find an island an oasis in this desert. Are they going to let you go? That easy? They kill their own. So you have to hide and fight relentlessly. You are free and you are the future. Run. Build your own castle away from the hate. What you feel is real, it is love. Don’t let them destroy what you want. It’s worth dying for..