For memory’s sake

Lift me up, high up the sky where no burdens block my ways, no routes fixing me into destinations, no choices waiting for me to consider, no traits to be lost, no standard to balance oneself, no nothing…Just blow me lightly and highly, to where the wind goes until I’m too light to be blown and just flow on my own.

Pardon me for not being my trueself. I’m looking for it and trying to get it back soon.