Independence

You hear the wind through the willows, Like you've never heard before. You realize each sound has its own independence, Like autumn leaves on the forest floor. It's like a puzzle, not clear; But you can still make it out. Independence should be a right, No one's soul should be in doubt. The mask you paint to hide away in, It's yours to create; So you must decide for your independence, For your personality mustn't be late. Independence... what does it mean? People with minds of their own; free. You do not need to hide from the truth, Don't lock away your personality. -Ariana Kulikov 2015