She once flew through the sky
Soared past the big bright sun
Never thought of how she might die
All until she decided she was done.
The song of a prisoned daughter
Is not a pound of a drum?
But the fast heartbeat out of fear
The rain has come, my dear,
from light falls to darkness
the flowers looking to the sky.
Where am i today?
my mind surfing waves
in a sea of questions.
Yet something in my chest
They talked of Bravery and choice
Seeped out into the forbidden
I could hear the sadness in their voice
But I pretended as if it were hidden.