Different

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I may be different, I may not belong
I may not seem like I can shine
But i can be someone they call I
I do not know where I will go
Or if I belong or if I should go
I ride the world, and breathe the air
When I fly by I feel so free
And the whole world freezes, when I am there
I see the world in colors pass
I feel the breeze, close my eyes and fly
I may not know where I belong,
But if I close my eyes one day,
Maybe I can finally fly away
I do not know why I am here
Should I leave or stay close near
Maybe I should just say Hi
Or raise my eyes and hold my head high
I close my eyes and spread my wings
And in my head I fly away like in my dreams

Poetry by Bertha FloresWhere stories live. Discover now