You are free - Smooth Unisex

In the heart of the city's roar, Where concrete jungles sprawl, Stands a wall, not bare anymore, A canvas that speaks to all. AIn a corner where shadows play, Where the city's whispers meld, Stands a wall, in the light of day, A story in graffiti spelled. Splashed in colors, bold and raw, A canvas in the urban spree, Holds a truth, stark and flaw, A message for the souls that see. "You are free" - the words first tease, In hues that dance and weave, A statement that seems to ease, But wait, there's more to perceive. "To believe in the illusion," it adds, A twist in the urban lore, Amongst the alleys and the fads, It's a riddle at its core. "That you are free" - the ending bites, In the labyrinth of the street, Under the neon and city lights, A paradox in repeat. This wall, a tapestry of the untamed mind, In the scribbles and the art, Speaks of freedom, seemingly kind, Yet questions what we impart. An ode to the chains unseen, To the invisible bars we hold, In a world where truth