Dreams of Freedom: Every Girl's Journey

In the quiet of the night, beneath the moon's soft glow,

Every girl dreams of a place where she can freely go.

Not for love's embrace, nor for some fleeting thrill,

But for the chance to shape her destiny, her will.

She dreams of open skies and endless fields,

Where her spirit can roam, unbound by society's shields.

To chase her dreams without fear or restraint,

To live life on her terms, without complaint.

For every girl knows the weight of expectation,

The pressure to conform to society's dictation.

But deep within her heart, a flame burns bright,

A longing for freedom, a desire to take flight.

She dreams of breaking free from the chains that bind,

To leave behind the doubts and fears in her mind.

To forge her own path, to carve her own way,

And live each moment as if it were her last day.

So yes, every girl thinks of running away,

Not for love's sake, but for the chance to sway

To the rhythm of her own heartbeat, her own song,

To find where she truly belongs.