![]() ![]() My hair falls free and the wind loves to play with it, along with the waves of the sea and the birds in the trees. The ocean’s wild streams run through my veins and my heart is beating to the wild running steps of my feet. I cry and scream but no sound leaves my lips.ĭon’t they see it? Or don’t they want to? “Don’t you see ?”, I say, “That I feel like a bird in a cage, not being able to fly ?” I have stars in my eyes and the sun breaks through my smile. I can’t fully be who I want to be and playing by society’s rules at the same time. I try to be as much myself as possible, trying to be free in our broken system, but the truth is I can’t fully. Constantly trying to play as well as possible to be able to make a living in this society. ![]() I’m so sick of all of this! Constantly trying, constantly giving all of me to make the best out of this system, this society, morals, believes. Now I’m breaking free from all of this, step by step, reminding me of my wings again and the power I hold. I wrote this text some time ago when I felt caged by society’s expectations and the expectations of people around me, like a bird not being able to fly. ![]()
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