NineoneninE

i cease to insist - i am just trying to exist. establishment in question, i ponder in future thought. "this independence comes at a price," she says to herself. emancipated from past ties, but roped into new ones; something just doesn't seem right. her mind is transcended, her thoughts above it all, are racked with inquiries, but no one has an answer. ah, to be a bird, soaring high above the world below-to break out in flight is her desire. it is the only truth that she can recognize these days...