But not alone.
But not to be pushed off.
But not free to hear your tantrums.
But not that free to confide in you.
But won’t bear your harshness.
Only because you are special to me.
I am a soul whom you can’t cage,
Want to be free and fly high,
To love and to be loved back.
And you have to set me free and love me the way I am.
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