Traveler, Rouge, Revolutionary.....
I'm all these things.
The faceless bum whom you pass by and a legendary figure you thought was nothing more then a lie.
Battered and cracked skin like old shoe leather.
A poor man in the cold with an old tattered sweater.
If you could see what I've seen with these deep and wild eyes, you would know that I am free while you surround yourself in a world of lies.