Free
I'm so far. So far with my thoughts. I can see myself on a mountain. With the wind playing with my hair. I can see the tear rolling down my face. A tear I can't hide. I can see the whole world. But it's not what I want. I jump and when I almost hit the ground, I'm landing on my feet.
My thoughts are bringing me everywhere. Then I'm with the person I love and a few moments later I'm all alone on some crapy island. Now I can see myself flieng through the sky and that's what I want. To be free without any rules. To be free from everyone and everything. Nothing who tells me what to do. Just being free. But I'm never free...I'm stuck in this cage and nobody wants to let me out...
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*cinta*, vrouw, 35 jaar
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