A bird in a cage, the free space is infinite, they like the frog in well spend in narrow space, not their own free life.
Each time I see them, they think, feel with the other.
Every day to stay in his own study, although the book is my partner, can let I dare not to mind empty, but sometimes standing to the window and saw the children of the same age with me on the ground to play, there is sweet smile on her face, in the heart how envy.
So, every day I see it, and h**e a headache, how much I yearn for freedom, I hate being at home, live a life they want, how perfect it is!!!
The birds h**e belong to own sky, fish h**e belong to own lake, the grass has belongs to own the land, the flowers h**e their own sunshine, why cant I h**e my own life? My time of day, but god is one of my speaker, what can he reach to me?
Freedom, how much I yearn for freedom, if one day, I walked alone in the wilderness of fragrant, let the wind blowing my hair, as the grass on my feet, as the sun on my face, I will always be walking without the ligeone picked up it, slowly to get the ears to listen to tell my story, unknowingly going the rounds and mom, dad, you may hear this story? If I understand my heart, give me a piece of my own perfect life, give me that you want freedom?
H**e you heard the story?
Sometimes, I also want to be free! I loudly Shouting, bouts of echo in my ears. How I hope to h**e a free world!