Saturn

My dreams feels so afar from me. My reality so afar, like my dreams were on saturn. How i wish, i know saturn is a scary place, so obivios but so mysterios, i have been there, i know the feeling, the tightnes in my chest, the cage, the uneven brething. How can i go back to my home, my people. Is there a chance? 

That my dream might come true, beacuse i find my purpose to be to go back, to free my people. Not beacuse i want to be recognized but beacuse when i go out i want to see faces like mine. I am so littel,  so insignificant that i somewhat question why i am doing it, but that question quickly dies out beacuse i know. I want revenge, i want freedom, i want suffering and sorrow to end but mostely i want to go back to saturn, my lovely home.

Author's Note

Thank you for taking your time to read my story:)