I can't believe you fell for that
You believed the lies they told you
Of us, of a second chance
That it could be more than just some high school romance
You wanted a hero
A heroine, to be exact
A pretty bird you can chain
So she'll always be in view in her cage
While you go live your life
And have her on display
You wanted a constant
In this rapidly changing world
In this cruel chaos called reality
Where she can be your bandage
To soak and cover up the pain
But sadly, immature baby
Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes
I say sorry just for show
Caged birds may still sing
But nightingales sing better when they spread their wings
How in the world could I be your hero
When you refuse to go beyond zero?
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Poetry Collection
PoesíaCompilation of Art in verse. Original pieces inspired by nature and emotions. Enjoy a part of myself, my fellow readers!
