"Peeping through the the broken glass trying to get free. Locked in this cell of desperation where only judgements and complains exist. This time I'm not talking about me but for my people. They talk about others but don't see themselves. The mistakes they make are not theirs, they judge but can't be judged, at least according to them. I would free them if I had the key. But it is something I can not do myself, that key is the heaviest anyone could ever make. The real tragedy is that no one is willing to help."