Ahhhh..., sometimes the weight of traditions and mindsets becomes too heavy a burden to carry...fulfilling the desires of the everybody but yourself slowly ebbs away the real you....And then you go headfirst into the abyss of butterfly effect....What if...?
What if I had never given up my wings
What if I never stopped flying?
What then would have been the view?
Lush green pastures that I blissfully left
I sold my being the very moment
I agreed to be shackled by man-made laws
chained, i weep now with no respite
and dreaming of a future that unfolds at the
flutter of a tiny butterfly...
