Where i'M From

The truth is in the words,
The words are in the paper.
'Does that make the paper the truth?'
        You ask yourself.
No.
No, the paper is just the vessel.
The words are the message.
The truth lies in you.
Therefore,
Your body is the paper, 
The vessel.
The truth lies in you.
You are the messenger.
You are the message.
You feel something stir deep inside you.
The truth maybe?
iT's longing to be free
From your body the shell.
The cage.
Or maybe it's the emotion, 
The longing inside you.
Nevertheless,
You love that feeling 
iT's the feeling that makes you,
That drives you.
That emotion,
iT's screaming at you.
"Run!" it yells.
"Run faster away from here!"
You begin to listen,
One foot before the next. 
Then you recall your roots,
That truth form which you came.
iT may not be the force that drives you,
That makes you.
But you stop.
You lower your head in prayer.
Please, you pray,
Please, return me home.