Controls.
She wishes she could be free. Free to walk on her own. But the strings that control her every move, Makes her feel like a puppet. This thing that controls her won't let her go. She dreams for the day that she could just fly away. But she could never do so because she will never have wings. She stumbles as she walks through this unknown world. She prays for something to cut the strings away. All she wants is to be free, But She feels like she will never see that day
AlchemyUsagi · Sat May 26, 2007 @ 04:28pm · 0 Comments |