Although the easier, brighter, supposedly happier choice is standing right in front of me I still feel stuck in the moment. Wanting to float away into my future but can’t feel but weighted down. Please cut my string and allow me to fly. I don’t like being connected to you and what you remind me of. Life looks so beautiful even though I’m closer to the ground, but man I crave what I can’t see. I want to feel the breeze take me whenever, wherever. To let it wrap itself around me and push me to a destiny that I can’t possibly see from here. All I see from here are dark clouds that insist on raining on the parade in my soul. Please I beg you to cut me free and let me be what I was meant to be, who I want to be just SImplyMEnotyou!!!
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