The most terrible thing that you can do in relationships is to sell your freedom to those who take it for granted.
To sing freely and alone is better than to sing in a cage for someone else, and at the beckon of seed and crumbs.
You have wings, do not cripple them. Do not hobble on the ground when you are designed for the air.
Take flight. Be free. Carry yourself on the wind of those who will lift you, and do not rest on dead branches, for they may well shudder, and snap, and drag you unexpectedly from the joyful air.
Down is ever so far and filled with the misery and selfishness of grasping hands.
Fly. Do not look down. Do not settle for cages. Do not gouge your wings to settle in rotten wood.