People come and go admiring my beauty and of those who live in it, my life is anything but Intresting,none of the humans in the house ever have genuine feelings ,fake people who strive for fame they call it ,

I feel a sharp pain go through my head the roof ,another one again over and over bruises left on my head it pained and stung, this went on for what felt like days until armoured security came.

“HAH YA OLD HOUSE BREAK DOWN ALREADY BY TIME YA DIE ! ,

WHERE ARE YA FILTHY ANDERSONS , COME AND FREE MY NAME, I NEVER EMBEZZLED THE MONEY YA FRAMED ME .”

nothing new or old , the security guards escorted the man out

Turns out he fled prison a jail sentence for 50 years ..

when will this life of mine end I aspire and dream of the end a time where there will be peace

I have been alive for too long 400 years 4 centuries

My head still pounding and the floor shaking, earthquake, or cyclone the world dark

Peace finally