How can she expect to live
Her life on her own terms?
When even water moves
Only in a high to low direction?
These chains will always
Keep her bound.
Never let her fly away,
They'll always keep keep her locked to the ground.
Having a life of total liberty
Once used to be her dream
But it was as perpetual as
A house of cards it seems.
Now she's grown up enough
To face the reality that
This road is too rough.
It'll bruise her feet as she moves
But she can never get up from the ground
Not ever.
Even winds dont blow on their own
Their direction, decided by the sun.
In this brutally practical world
Used to live a silly girl.
Who was illusioned that all her great dreams
Would, one day, come true.
So she dreamt on and on
Not realizing that all the hopes she had
Were nothing except wrong.
The world's full of paradoxes,  they say
But she wasn't aware that
Life could really turn out to be this way.
She has to survive and also die
According to someone else.
The poor bird has been given wings
But not the permission to fly.
She'll die one day, suffocated
But shall learn to be happy and content
And wont even complain about how
She was never given a chance,
Ever, to prove herself.
One day, she'll fly away with a smile upon on her lips
To live her dreams in heaven.
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