Is there more to life than this?
The scenery stays the same to her.
The same patch of sky her eyes are always locked on.
The same tree branch she looks at, the one with the sprouted blossom.
The same brick wall cut out by a window with a picture perfect smiling family.
The same routine every day.
It’s not that she doesn’t like it here,
it’s her place and her home.
But when you know the exact number of stars that are going to show in the night,
that’s when you figured you’ve stayed too long.
So she spread her wings and flew,
hoping to find what she was looking for: