You look so bored
Like some tanned sunkissed sea shore
Your imagination is the only key
To get out of this world and flee
Once you are out, you can fly high
Then you are not going to feel shy
Shy, of speaking your heart out
You will, then, stay upright and shout
"This is not where I belong
I just have been staying here for so long
Now that I am finally breaking this cage
Trying to write my story on a brand new page
Of running far away free and wild
And transforming back into the long lost carefree child"