Everything is (not) fine…

Tied wings but everyone wanted me to fly

was traumatized, listen to my story there won’t be a dry eye

Left my home, it was simple, just do or die

At times I think of my free wings now and I sigh

I can hear my mother, through the telephone lines

My heart misses her so bad, I know she knows the signs

My freedom costs so much, I have lost all that is mine

I just have to pretend, every day that everything is fine…

~ Dakshi~


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