Yesterday I was…

I was a child who longed to fly when he saw his kite dance up in the sky. I was as willful and lonely as the moon when it wanes. I was a butterfly that was chained to a thousand and one dreams of freedom. I spent my days and night trying to tame the wind, unsuccessful and naïve I broke down to tears.

I was flower whose destiny was but bitter, tired and withered I decided to go back to all that I didn’t miss but everyone said its my place. At home I was a star with no shine who lied in a sky of mediocrity, like that, with my soul all tied down I made mamma really proud.

And here I sit as I wait and dream, to go back some day, to go back and walk with my outcast dreams and burry the guilt in my backyard. To go back and reach for my broken wings and fly away to escape from this that claims to be my happiness.