charcoal on cardboard I want to be free from every tight cocoon others have woven around me, from the mental cages they have built for me.I want to be free from the expectations that have wrapped around me like chains, from the fear of "what will they say" — *be calm, be quiet*.I am a woman — with wings no one has ever seen, with a strength I have breathed in silence.I want to be free — to fly in my own sky, not in the one others have drawn for me.I have walked the path from cocoon to liberation on my own. No guide. No map. Only with wings I believed would one day open