My soul feels trapped...
Did you ever had this feeling?
This feeling of being trapped...
This feeling of being caged up like a bird,
Have you ever felt it??
Like a bird who is in a cage,
I want to be freed,
I want to fly in the sky,
Taste the freedom that I never had,
I want to...just be free,
Is that too hard to ask?
I hate this feeling...I hate this feeling of being trapped. I hate it so much...
Allow me to fly...
Recently, this is how I feel. I mean, I just want some freedom but well, parents always don't allow that.
My parents are a little over protective. They feel like I am too fragile, too ruthless. They fear that if I ever leave my home, I would end up as the dead girl known in the newspapers. They really fear that. Yet, they tell me that one day they will have to let me go. Don't they understand that I am suffocating? Suffocating from their very touch.
To make it worse, I inherited my father's travelling soul. I am a person who wants to travel.
I CANNOT STAY IN ONE DAMN PLACE!!!!
Whenever I get the opportunity to leave, I take it & use it. Why the hell would I join all the exchange programmes? It is because I cannot stay in one place too long. I need to travel!!!
But the most dissappointing thing is that since I inherited my father's travelling soul, he is suppose to be the one to understand this travelling need. However, he don't. He is the one telling me to wait...to wait until I grow older.
This is very dissappointing...
Don't blame me if one day, I announce that I am leaving for Canada. Don't mess with me, I might actually just go & study abroad in Canada.
If you don't let me out, I will run...I will go myself.
I will run, myself...
This feeling of being trapped...
This feeling of being caged up like a bird,
Have you ever felt it??
Like a bird who is in a cage,
I want to be freed,
I want to fly in the sky,
Taste the freedom that I never had,
I want to...just be free,
Is that too hard to ask?
I hate this feeling...I hate this feeling of being trapped. I hate it so much...
Allow me to fly...
Recently, this is how I feel. I mean, I just want some freedom but well, parents always don't allow that.
My parents are a little over protective. They feel like I am too fragile, too ruthless. They fear that if I ever leave my home, I would end up as the dead girl known in the newspapers. They really fear that. Yet, they tell me that one day they will have to let me go. Don't they understand that I am suffocating? Suffocating from their very touch.
To make it worse, I inherited my father's travelling soul. I am a person who wants to travel.
I CANNOT STAY IN ONE DAMN PLACE!!!!
Whenever I get the opportunity to leave, I take it & use it. Why the hell would I join all the exchange programmes? It is because I cannot stay in one place too long. I need to travel!!!
But the most dissappointing thing is that since I inherited my father's travelling soul, he is suppose to be the one to understand this travelling need. However, he don't. He is the one telling me to wait...to wait until I grow older.
This is very dissappointing...
Don't blame me if one day, I announce that I am leaving for Canada. Don't mess with me, I might actually just go & study abroad in Canada.
If you don't let me out, I will run...I will go myself.
I will run, myself...
Comments
My parents are kind of like that.
When I was your age, I told myself "just four more years"
Haha.
>_>;;
Sorry if this was random. I just stumbled across your blog.
But at the same time, we all wanted to get away from their embraces & learn how to fall & get up by our own.
Funny, isn't it?
Prepare yourself for your day of soaring. Otherwise, you will fall miserably to the ground.
May the best with you. A feather for your wings, my dear.
Yours,
A Passerby
(Do take a guess if you want to know who am I)
Yea, our parents wants to protect us...but we want to be free.
It is funny how parents & child can think so different.
I will prepare myself for my grand day of soaring...and when I soar, I will fly high & mighty.
Thanx for the reading~
When you grow up, you will know.
Who don't want their children been protect.
When i still young, i also think like you all ....
Why this cannot .. why that cannot ...
but after grow up then i slowly understand.
Because they care about you.
If a person not care .... why they want keep tell us this ... tell us that ...
Because care .... why our friends or other people will not stop us doing this and doing that ?? because in their mind !! they said you and me not got relationship at all .....
^_^
but now you not understand is correct beacause you not yet get the feel it and taste it.
Slowly become mother and grow up, you will know mum !!
You are the best !!!!