Who is Tanagura

Tanagura isn't a person, she is a city. One with vociferous creatures and ideas, all inhabiting her mind. Even her words are jumbled up crazyness. But she has a loving caring heart. She cries for her communities and when she can stop violence, she will do so. Even if her walls and enclosed borders are painted blood red. She is the person who you will call when you need a safe home. Her doors are open to just about anyone. She does however consider Pedophiles and others like them scum that can never come close to her light. She doesn't need you to tell her she's unique, she knows that. She wishes she could provide her people with so much more, sometimes forgetting herself. She would rather save as many lives as possible. Even if that means giving up an arm or two. However, inside she holds a young and defenseless boy. From her shell to earthly ground, she doesn't understand her soul. Only wishing to be a light to those who need one. I don't know who I'm meant to be yet, but I do know the time will come when my wings will have to sprout. But for now... writing here on prose is my happy little thing. Maybe in this life or the next I'll be able to give this world the push it needs. Hand in hand I know we can do this. I have huge dreams but just who will stand with me? I have fears and I do feel so small going against those who already have the power and money. But when I look upon them they wither and rot. I have what it takes, it all just depends that you find me. Cause I'll happily die any day. Life treated me in cruel ways growing up, even now I'm still growing but I feel so caged. I want to be 18 so badly. Those wailing cries won't stop and neither will I. This is who I'am, take a good look but remember in this life, I'am in control. As are you. I wish to become the voice and hands to change my generation. This is Tanagura and so many other explosive yet frigid things. All in one, all under control and only set loose behind closed doors, for now at least.