Chapter 1
Is there a such thing as a better life?
Do I have to look beyond the skies?
I wish I could soar with the birds up high,
just soar up there for the rest of my life.
I feel like I’m alone in the world,
Why do I get this feeling?
I know I’m not the only lonely girl.
Why isn’t my heart healing?
I hate feeling this pain.
I hate having thoughts on my brain.
I wonder what it’s like just to be a breeze,
where you can only tell I’m there by looking up at the trees.
That will never happen though, so I guess I’ll never know
Wow. What a beautiful set of words. Intriguing. I wonder where this comes from...?? Reading this let me wonder if I am lonely. If it is me, this poem is about. But I guess I am not. Its all in my head .. and your words are touching the thoughts and poking them around. Thank you for this "ride into my own head". ❤️😘❤️
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