Like a bird with out a wing,

I am hiding underneath,

hiding from the blows,

hiding from the pain.

Words tear through my mouth,

as feelings through my heart,

‘Don’t let this waste away,

Put your anger into your art’

I hide from all that surrounds me,

anything too different,

everything not worth my time,

and everything I wish I had time for.

For if I don’t stay hidden,

I will only be disappointed,

by the high expectations,

and all the tiny alterations.

So I sit, and hide away,

letting everything and everyone pass by.

Everyone is all grown up,

and can not remember the bird who couldn’t fly.


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