I do as expected
Trying to get accepted
Into college or job
Maybe I'll become a cop
I think I'm stuck right here
Want to be the next Shakespeare?
Sadly, society
Doesn't like this variety
You can choose anything
If you apply before Spring
If your grades are okay
Only then you can, you may
I'm born to die, not anything bigger
Born to die
But someone else has to pull the trigger
Say goodbye
I care, I don't know why
So I just turn a blind eye
To what I want, expect
What society accepts
Maybe, maybe, but oh
The worst case scenario?
I could let go, go free
But what would happen to me?
Then would I be happy?
Would it all still be crappy?
I'm not just born to die
I don't know if I don't try
'Cause maybe I'm not only born to die
Born to more
Maybe I am also supposed to fly
I'm not sure
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I hope you liked this poem
-Bird
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When Birds are Lost
PoetryWhen birds are lost And the windows have frost Then my poems return While candles burn A bit about birds, a lot about people. This is a poem collection. It will have around a poem or two per week Thanks to @DanyelleSilver for the amazing cover
