Take that bike,
Ride 'n ride
So fast
A smash
You don't know why
But you fly
High above everything
You see your bike
You feel free like a bird in the summer
Free to go where you want to go...
But you see your girlfriend and family cry
You can choose: Go back or stay free.
Being free feels so awesome,
No worries, no doubts
No sad feelings.
No one you need to trust...
But how can you be free
When she is sad?
And it's your fault...
I go back
I'll be free another time
When she is already free,
flying like a bird in the summer
YOU ARE READING
Black
Poetry[Black: a dark colour, mostly used negative and deep things.] My thoughts and words. ® 2014 Puck de Groot. All rights reserved.