Freedom

I came, every day, to see her. Just, watch her. I never knew who she was, she was just a beautiful young woman who spent her mornings in the park, with tears brimming out of her unfathomably strange eyes. One day, she was different. She was dancing, and spinning, and giggling. She began to yell, "I'm free! I'm free! I'm free!" Free from what, I wonder. I never saw her there again.