I'm a restless soul waiting to soar high above the clouds. I want to see the world. Do i like what i see
and what will i be. Like a restless Dove she follows her dreams.
I wander through life so aimlessly.
I decided i just want to be free.
I fly my own path to see where i go. My dreams no more shattered i call them my own.
The hurt from the world
it causes me pain. I feel so restricted my minds going insane.
So now i fly higher trying not to be seen. For my souls like a Dove,
wanting to be Free.
Anna Baty, 6-5-13