Midnight Blue

114.) Stuck Freedom ✔

Being stuck is more twisted than you might think.

Trying to jump back and forth between uneven land.

Never knowing when you will fall down the like loose sand.

Like a bird in a cage.

Fluttering back and forth.

Freedom itself.

But people not understanding.

"Was the bird injured beforehand?"

"Did you take it from the wild?"

"Did you have it since a baby?"

Relentless thinking for them as it is for someone like me.

There is no proper help.

There is no proper answer.

I see beyond as far as I can see every chance I get.

Maybe I'm cute.

Maybe I am just exotic.

Maybe I can do cool tricks.

But what can I really do?

I am many things.

Like a tossed present.

What am I?

I don't think I can be helped.

I've tried helping myself as it is.