There is a peice of me wants Freedom,
Although I am a Happy person,
I feel like am Flying,
On the Sky top,
But,
My wings Are Clinched and wounded with an unknown spike..
There is a Peice of me wants Freedom,
Although I am a Happy person,
I feel like am Catching butterflies,
On a wet grass,
But,
When I catch them They died in my hands, and the grass is deforest..
A peice of Me wants Freedom,
Although I am a happy person,
I feel Like Every peice on earth has a Walking tempo,
But
The music Harm my soul and darkens it..
There is A Peice of me wants Freedom,
Although I am a Happy person,
I feel the rain and every Inch of its drop,
But,
I relate the thunder with my Annoyance, its Lanches like my blood..
A peice of me wants freedom,
Although I am a Happy person,
I feel like am swiming in a lake with fishes,
But
Am drowning With a Heavy heart, In a Drench..
There is a Peice of me wants Freedom,
From this body,
So I can fly without wings,
Catch butterflies Without hurting them,
Listen to music without worry,
Swim Without a Heavy heart,
Although, I am still a Happy Person..
-Dua fatima