Flying

She says I have a choice,

But I don't.

She says I can go back,

But I can't.

No, not when the sky is whispering my name,

Nothing can hold me back:

Not her,

Not him,

Not anyone.

/

A male peacock in the courtyard of the Palace,

He tries to fly with me,

But he cannot give up his beautiful plumage.

That's what she doesn't understand:

/

You wanna fly,

You got to give up the shit that weighs you down.

/

Bonus points if you know what book the last two lines reference!

Cheers,

Elle Dottore