Ain't no escape

I thought going somewhere out ot the city would be a good escape. But 'things' were obsessed on my mind. I want and need to do something. I'm not happy doing nothing. I'm not happy enjoying without fighting before that. This green garden doesn't belong to a young fighter. It belongs to veterans who had fight their whole lives, for themselves and for their family and now they simply deserve it.
I'm finding my own garden.