He is a bird trapped by gravity
A goldfish dreaming of the open sea
A lost tune in the middle of a song
The only one unable to sing along
An Autumn leaf in the midst of spring
A puppet abandoned by his strings
A colourful soul drifting through this black and white earth
So much more that anyone thinks he is worth
He is caged by the pull of the ground
The only lost boy not looking to be found
And he dreams of freedom, if only he could fly
Perhaps one day, he'll try
There may be no place for him in this drowning grey world
But there's plenty of space in the sky
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the echo of her thoughts (poetry collection)
PoetryThis is for all those forgotten thoughts And all those missing dreams Every single unheard wish In faded memories To ideas lost in the space of time And those words drowning in the endless seas You'll always be there echoing The songs of the galaxie...
