Love is like a game
Only the best can win
I am who I am
For I have no name
Let the game begin…
What you see is what you get
If you don’t like what I have to offer
Then don’t make me suffer
For I need to be
Don’t try to control me
Love me for who I am
And not for what you think I can
For this is me
Just let me be
My soul is like a free spirit bird
Wanting to be heard
For I need to sing
So I can be spread my wings
And become an amazing being
You can put me in a cage
And clip my wings
Give me all the pretty things
Whisper sweet nothings
But it would not mean a thing
For my soul can’t sing
I would only be empty…
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What beautiful words Emily, so true and so important. Love should never feel like control.
Beautiful images, my favourite is the last one of the seagulls, I really love it, it’s a superb photo 🙂
I love the effect. And the words.
I think it would be very hard to clip your wings…you are a strong, lovely person.
Beautiful images and words too, Emily. Hope your leg is fixing well. Adrian
Fly and sing…
Don’t let anyone clip your wings. Ever. Fly. Fly.
The way things have been going for me lately, If I asked God to make me into a bird, he’d probably turn me into a Thanksgiving Chicken :O(