Maybe one day I'll be strong enough to fly away from here
Just sprout some wings and take off
Feeling the fresh air against my face and hair
Through the clouds and trees I'd soar
Higher and higher still
Going away
As far as my magical wings will allow
But once I open my eyes reality hits
I'm not going anywhere
Not with these chains clinging to me like a second skin
When I look behind me I weep
Oh the life of a flightless bird
Craving the outside world beyond this personal prison
But grounded to this small perimeter
I look at you with woeful eyes
This baby bird isn't going anywhere anytime soon
And for now. . .
That's okay.
YOU ARE READING
My Works
PoesiaThese are just some poems I've written over a few years. . . This is just a few by the way ^_^
