free*

I would obey your commands,

Accepting all your demands,

Putting aside my wishes,

Accepting all your lashes.

But no... For my heart is like a bird,

Pure, Strong and proud.

It not seen by many; a bird that cries,

For it is free; touching the clouds, it flies.

I don't wish to be free,

I already am, with a heart that is free... touching the clouds...