She never stays the one who is me just tries to find ways to remain wild and free The sky is so big yet she stays on the ground her wings have been lost and can never be found So she circles around like her mind's on repeat whatever she's fighting she can never defeat Like a butterfly alive for a day trying to justify why she can't stay She hopes to be captured by someone brave so she can stop scrolling like an algorithm slave challenge the digitalization that has captivated civilization and reconnect with nature for peace and liberation On just another train a papercup with tea she has become silent the one who is me