By Anna Garthwaite | Posted: Monday June 6, 2016
Why be tripped by your mistakes in life?
Why be cut by the very reflections of others you see in yourself?
Why be crushed within the walls of a twisted friendship?
Why be chained to the walls of demand?
Why not let the wings within you fly
High up, to the sky?
Yes, my friend, fly, fly high
As the proud and true you,
Proclaiming your true self
In the world of truthful freedom.