Feels like a kite, sometimes.
Really random…
No idea how am I going to elaborate this theory.
Some days I just needed someone to pull me along for a better tomorrow.
Some days I just hope I could stay up there longer.
Some days I enjoy the breeze, the clouds, the sun.
Some days I just lay myself on the sea, hang myself on the tree, or even flew to the sky.
Some days I got myself tangled.