"you gave me wings but i didn't want to fly,
like a zoo animal taken out of it's cage, i was still getting used to the freedom you gave me.
with you, i don't feel suffocated, i feel liberated, but freedom comes with a price that i wasn't ready to pay.
all my life, i've gotten used to the slow asphyxiation, a breath of fresh air chokes me.
i'm used to being tamed, a chain around my neck isn't foreign to me, your gentle hands caressing my cheeks are all-new, i'm not used to be handled like i'm gonna break.
you told me to look up and fly high, even if it meant leaving you behind,
but how could i ever go? how could i leave you? you, who shines so brightly that you blind me from every pain that's ever wrecked me."
-k.v.
