beautiful and free

When you can't take leaving in someone else's dream

The day;
it is today, the year is over.
So is my life.
The question still remains.
Who am I this season?
What adventure awaits me?
Here we go again.
The new page begins.
What chapter are we going to make in the dawn of this life?
What strokes will the pen of Heaven write at the end of the page?-That is my life.
The sunlight melts away in the distance, taking,
The day;
it is today...
I am already lost on the page.
Strangely pulled in the cage.
Runaway, far, far away.
I need to breathe,
I need to escape the prison,
though it is beautiful and free.
It is someone else's dream