I don't want my freedom to turn into exhaustion
Like a bird that has died from overeating
Pushing my stomach to the fullest
Having too much cargo to fly
Yet I don't forget my sisters in cages
Who are born with broken wings
It is important to set meaningful limits.
Either with a square or a triangle
Building doorways in vertices
Hiding all my secrets.
Hiding from both eternity and captivity:
I don’t go round in circles.