Too Real Soul

So many stories, Can't explain even one, Happily ever after endings, Well, there were none. All of them began, When she was a bit young The too real soul, And uninterrupted tongue. "Don't speak too much" said the world, And that's what she got, the young little girl. She cried every night, She wanted things bright, But she stayed exactly the same way, The society wanted her to stay, She smiled to her mother, Never told things that bother, But her mother knew it all, Faced allready the same afterall, None will want you, to do the best, Said her mother, "leave the nest". "Fly and fly and never look back, On the way, a lot of them attack, But you don't worry, just don't stop, You have to reach the top", A beautiful beginning of another story, Every story ends, some happy, And sad most of them, but that's how you fly, Without any lie, you win one day, Just choose the right way.