Yearning for Freedom

Em gonna bye,bye ,
It seems unreasonable ,
I don't wanna myself a fool ,
You know you cant force such things on me ,
Oooohhh...

Look at the way I become ,
There is a thing, for which I just cant pray much ,
Of which,I always dream day and night ,
Now I feel like an insignificant creature.

I have read a lot of poems and books ,
Wishing it to be true in me.
This so-called fanasty ,I can make it a reality.
Though I never pray,i know i might became a FREE PERSON.

Imagine a time when fanasty happens in our world

I love to see the planets so close,
Awesome a sight,and lost in the space
Not so dark,the twinkling laterns hanging up.

I dream of being a wanderer visiting many places,
Feeling tranquility in the paths,on which the stars
shedding light that dont fade away.
the people I visit,songs I hear,stories i learn


It happens only in the dream,
Ohhhh,I wake up,,,
the beautiful yet unrealistic things,lost forever

The nights after,i couldn't have it again..

I wish the fanasty happens in my time...................