Wishing I could be free—
free from expectations,
free from those eyes
that want me to succeed.
Wishing I could be free
from being a girl who is lost,
lost in the world
of her own thoughts.
Wishing I could just steal
some moments—
to breathe,
to dream,
to do what I love.
Free like a bird,
able to fly endlessly
into the deep sky,
away from everything.
.
