There once was
A pretty flower,
Growing in the grass,
Growing in the sun and being
adored by everyone who would pass.

You picked it up,
Wanting to own it,

And put it in a vase
So that the flower is now
Trapped behind window glass,
Trapped behind your walls, doomed
to die slowly as time would pass.

There once was
A little bird,
Singing melodies,
Singing the song of freedom while flying through the skies.

You caught it,
Wanting to own it

And put it in a cage,
So that the bird can't fly now,
Held back by to many ties,
Held back and won't sing anymore,
Silent until the day it dies.

There once was
My young soul,
Wandering through life,
Wandering just lead by it's heart,
full of hopes and dreams.

You claimed it yours,
Wanting to own it,

And built a golden prison,
Of promises and treason,
Still I won't surrender, I won't pass,
No, I will reach to break the glass,
I will cut of your ties,

I am the bird that flies.

-A/N So this is kind of inspired by the song I put in here, ....when I started I had something completely different planned, but well, I hope you like the result anyway! 
Remember to stay human and take care for your soul, there are many people around who would love to steal and own it.....
Sero ✌💚

PS: Check out oupastiche , Daydreamer_Annieand AdEverdee - they all are amazing writers who's work deserves more attention 😊