If you found a bug and want to report it, please create an "Issue" on our GitHub. We will look into it as soon as possible to fix the problem.
-Want to contribute by fixing the problem or adding a new feature? Send a "Pull Request"! Your name will be forever registered in the project's code.
-
-
i feel out of place
-amidst the beehive…
-they look at me
-with disapproval in their eyes —
-as if they could see
-the secrets of my heart.
-
-
they say i am a rebel
-for not serving —
-with devotion —
-the queen bee.
-
-
but if i serve,
-what good will it do,
-if it is not what my soul
-has chosen to love?
-
-
i wish i could fly,
-free among the garden flowers,
-without worrying about returning —
-to the place i no longer know how to inhabit.
-
-
but i believe that one day,
-i will break this prison,
-and i will finally be able to fly
-wherever i want —
-with my own wings and
-my own direction.
-
-