The Girl
She stared at the sunset
Wishing she could fly
Away from the troubles in her life
And into the azure sky

She always felt controlled
Like a puppet dangling from a string
She wished with all her heart
Hoping life was just a fling

She envied the birds
That flew whereever they pleased
She envied every blade of grass
That grew amongst the trees

She opened her arms out wide
Welcoming the breaking of dawn
She just let go of all she held
And then she was gone

Some say she wished too hard
Some say she wished too long
One day they woke up
To find that she was gone

my poem..
nonsense right? o.O