Wings

The butterfly represents freedom
The birds are born near the sky,
In the freedom of the leaves and twigs of trees
Anything that flies is free
I wish I had wings, to be a bird
Just to enjoy all the freedom I have
Travel as you breathe
And enjoy the condition does not belong to anything,
Neither myself
The sky would be my limit
And only that I would make sure

But not everything is a bird that flies
A part of me comes from someone
Enjoying another type of wings.
Being free has a price
But nothing worth more than the condition of the commitment
Just me
Without blinking, or get stressed
If he wanted to leave from
Would Stay
It was always smiling
It would have the freedom to come and go

A part of me comes from someone who enjoys other wings
Being free has a price
But I'm willing to pay any amount
For this as someone who enjoys other wings
Flying also enjoy these same wings
To infinity and beyond who knows
And it will
We look forward to this time comes
When I finally get my wings.