Bird With No Wings

I lie to myself I don't know who I have become. I am a wife a daughter, a sister and also a mum. I put on a mask for the world to see. but underneath it all do they really know me. I'm a shadow, a fake a perception of who I should be. when underneath it all, I really just want is to be free. Not free in the sense of running away. but free in the sense I do things my way! I have been through so much, that is why I am I so sad. I did what I wanted the good and the bad. I feel lost alone and forever in denial. the life that I have chosen it makes me want to run a mile. I love my husband my kids and I wouldn't change a thing. but I feel trapped and uneasy like a bird that cannot sing. Free like a bird is what I want to be, free like a eagle soaring through and around the highest tree. I want to perch on the heavens and look down from up above. because where I am trapped I am not feeling any love. I Have two sides the good and the bad, I mimic sometimes happy and sometimes sad. I Will find the thing that centres me one day, until that time all I can do is stay.