And there she flew in the sky,
No questions she had to answer,
No boundries she had,
No one to stop her.
She was like a free bird,
Released from a cage,
Feeling the breeze of the fresh air,
Breathing the air of freedom.
Talking to birds and making new friends,
Not in the human race and not following the trends,
Flying wherever the sky is taking her,
No complaints, no sorrows, no regrets,
She was a perfect free bird.
As the night coming to end and the dreams not turning into reality,
Goosebumps all over her body,
She woke up in the same black, suffocated, dusty, conjustated cage.
Not being able to fly, move, dream, speak.
She woke up in the morning and her dream sadly broke.
No flying in the sky and no making new friends,
This is how a female's story ends.