Who I am ?

Someone told me that our home, our character outline who we are... Many think that the losses landscape who we are.

But the moment we born we all lose our home in which we were living for a nine months. Exactly that moment we have to breathe on our own and we are able to see that beautiful sky, which for many of us is out of reach..

Also the fact is that we all born different:

Some of us already born with wings and already can fly as high as they want.

There are some who born with wings and who cherish them too much  and afraid to fly too high.

And there are people who are dreaming of flying. The people who born with a Broken Wings and 

I am one of them...