How I Wish

It is out here

Amidst nothing,

I feel closest to myself.

 

Seeing how the trees,

Grand in height,

Sway to the wind’s rhythm.

Unpruned.

Untouched.

How I envy their freedom.

 

How I wish I could uproot

How I wish I could flee

Flee from the clippers of others’ expectations

How I wish I could discover

Discover the extent of the heights within

How I wish I could grow

Grow for no one else, but purely myself

 

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