What does it feel to be free? Thinking of that question every seconds of my life, wondering if I’ll ever get that, if I’ll ever feel that. When would it be? How many days or years will I need to count to grasp that freedom. But I’m not the only one seeking for it, there are billion of people seeking for it, asking for at least a day to be free and happy. Wanting to get away in this imprisonment their making, but we can’t. Getting harder to breath, please get this leash in my neck away. Tired of being in one place, getting more tired of going to places with guard surrounding me. I choose not to get out of there in force because I want them to be the one who gives me the freedom I want, I want them to realize that I know my responsibility, I have discipline in myself, that I also know limits. I want them to believe and trust me to this freedom I’m seeking, please believe and trust us. Let us show you that we know our responsibility and limits. Don’t just lock us in a cage. I just want to know how it feels to be free.