I was all alone, walking on the street,
I can't even stand on my own feet.
Nothing I am, I don't even have a wit,
even a simple challenge, I cannot beat.
They told me not to do anything,
I can't even fly because they broke my wings.
I was never a free bird, I can't even sing,
because I am surrounded by conservative rings
I couldn't find the door
where I can be free to explore.
In this place, I cannot soar
because they always nail my feet on the floor.
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Whisper of Words
PoetryIf you can't hear it out loud and your voice couldn't make a sound, listen to the whisper of words. A collection of poems
