Till yesterday I felt the sky
Today I feel the ground
Yesterday I breathed my last in the open sky
And today I breathe behind closed doors
My wings quiver, wanting to fly
But now they are snipped and snapped to limbs
I know I still have to live, let live and not die
Am just an ordinary child
Who falters and yet rises
Not to be hated but loved
I wish I remained the innocent one
And not aged with time...
*The title is taken from a Bob Dylan's song