He said, "where will you go?"
She turned around and thought aloud,
"Exactly, where can I go?"
Where could she go, where would she go,
But she wished she could,
Wished she could go far away,
Wished to leave for good,
Wished to leave the memories behind,
And simply walk through.
He asked, "what are you planning?"
She watched silently, then closed her eyes
Planning to quit this life,
Planning to fly far away,
planning to unlock the shackles,
But the bonds are too tight to break through,
Hurts the skin when trying to cut through.
She opened her eyes and simply said-
"Instead of asking where will I go,
you could have proved your worth
by requesting me never to go."