Fly free

yeah...this one's quite personal. sis 😌

If I were a bird I could fly away from all of this,

Soar high, never look back, and finally find bliss,

No more pain, no more turmoil, or reasons to cry,

And maybe, only then, would the tears start to dry.

I wish I were stronger, not so easily torn apart,

By the storm in my head, or the ache in my heart,

By the voice laced with venom that sneers at my tries,

Or the weight of exhaustion that wants me to die.

I do smile a lot, but I’m crumbling inside,

And my mind’s very loud, but my voice very quiet,

I’m a coward, a loser, an outcast and weak,

Am I really worth anything? Will I ever be?

Some say I’m unique, some say I’m just “weird”,

A walking joke, a laughing stock, that’s all I am here,

Just a thing to be misunderstood, ignore or discard,

And left to rot alone, as the pain grows in my heart,

When I try to fight back, it just backfires on me,

But if I were a bird I could finally fly free,

Away from the misery, away from the pain,

I’d soar as far as I could, never look back again.