Lost Feathers

Feathers

A few things you should know about how birds are perceived in my eyes.
1: They are able to go wherever they please,
No body needs to know why, and no one second guesses it.
They are able to fly away from anything they fear or feel , the soul tearing heart aching,
Thunder strikes and they have already left before it hits the sky,
2: No ones knows the sex of a bird until they study them,
They can be themselves just flying freely in the breeze and nobody cares what's under their,
A person takes a picture, studying the bird for all its beauty, guesses the sex and when they find out they are wrong, they still do not delete the picture from their memories,
3: They never have to worry about if they pass or not, have you ever realized how they don't even think to care about what people think of the color of their feathers, and if someone judges they don't need to cut their feathers off and stitch themselves up, loosing blood just so they can be how society views them to be "perfect", birds are free to sore threw the clouds, make new friends every day and not need to worry about the color of their feathers.
Oh Allah how I envy the beauty in their freedom. I am constantly looking up at them wishing I was free to just be myself with out having to second guess if anyone will,
1: love me even tho my feathers are "the right color",
2: having to deal with the situation of intimacy, defining freedom in fornication but only being seen as a "new experience",  and only being seen as societies pincushion,
3: Wishing family kept the pictures of me even when they found out they were wrong about my sexuality and gender.
Oh how Allah how I wish I was a bird, to feel the wind on my face and never have to second guess where I went wrong and never have to question myself, just being able to be me for me with out a care in the world.