WHAT’S HER FAULT?

What’s her fault?

That she dreams?

That she loves?

That she cares?

That she wants to be happy?

Or that she just wants to live?

What’s her fault?

That no one can understand her dreams,

Or just that everyone wants to keep her in a cage?

Has anybody thought maybe she can’t be held?

She is made for the sky, she is made to fly, and she is made to dream.

What’s her fault?

That no one can understand her need for love,

Or just that everyone wants to suffocate her with love?

Has anybody thought maybe she can’t be loved on conditions?

She is made for love that allows her to breath & love back.

What’s her fault?

That no one can understand how much she cares,

Or just that everyone wants to just take care of her?

Has anybody thought maybe she doesn’t need the care all the time?

She is made to learn, she is made to teach and she is made to help.

What’s her fault?

That no one can understand that she just wants to be happy,

Or that everybody just wants to make her feel happy?

Has anybody thought maybe she is the only one that can make her happy?

She deserves to be happy; she has to feel comfortable, she needs to feel satisfied.

What’s her fault?

That no one can see her journey of life,

Or just that everybody wants to force themselves into her life?

Has anybody thought that maybe her life needs to be ran by her?

She is just a person and she needs to be herself.

So world, let me tell you,

Its not her fault.

Just let her live,

Just let het breath,

And just let her be.