Caged Bird

You feel like a lost bird in the ordinary, looks exactly like the other. I know you're tired of being a COPY because the world has already killed your unique creativity. The limits has darkened your brightest skills too. You end up stranded in false hopes and unwanted choices. This old sick voice in your head keeps saying that you're doing the wrong thing whenever you get into a new adventure trying to create your OWN universe. It keeps telling you how impossible your dreams are , till you don't even dare to dream.

 All the youth blessings fade away with every disappointment you get. The roses you've been watering with hope and passion are now rotten. So you find yourself forced to be someone you're not by giving up on your faith, just because you can no more handle these society bullets that are covering under the name of FATE.

At this moment you're sitting alone. Breathing heavily after years of struggle. Bleeding like a surviving soldier who lost in a war. Your only desire in this meaningless life is to set your mind free from this unspeakable silly mess and to live in peace.. The peace you'll never find .