It's kind of funny
It felt like nothing
Just springing out to go on a journey
For no reason
Other than happiness
I could be free
And chase the edge of the atmosphere
Maybe I didn't get very far
Or do anything extravagant
It's still a journey
I went on
For the sake of happy
But
it doesn't feel that way anymore
When I left
I left not thinking
And came thinking about it all
Because I had memories to treasure for a lifetime
I loved myself for it
Grasping an opportunity
To fly
And truly flying
And I can still here the music that played in my ears as I flew
It was a short and simple flight
At the time
But why does it only feel like now
That flight was everything that was right
And that it was the best thing I ever did
Or ever could do
What feels like my best moment now
Was a whim then
It's because my happiness got old and stale
As time went on
I remembered it more and more
More and more compared to what it actually was
I longed to do it again
But I knew it wouldn't be the same
Because I'm no longer free
I trapped myself in a mind cage
That was built over time
From my failures to live like I used to
And now is an ever growing nostalgia
To fly again
...
Every time I try
I can't feel the breeze
I can't join the wind
I can't gaze at the scenery
I flap vigorously
And then I drop
...
Nothing is ever like it used to be
Except for one thing
The music.
The music I hear when I fly is the same song
The same tune of hope and wisdom
Same melody and chords from years ago
Except now it sings a song of failing
Of stolen memories
Of things I can never get back
I will keep flapping as hard as I can
To break free
And join the wind
But as time goes on the cage gets stronger
And thicker
And darker in here
And I'm more and more isolated
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Hidden Aniyah (10)
PoetryI feel mo one cares about me Yet I feel a thousand eyes watching I feel if I call out, no one will listen But think people always have me on their mind Am I hidden in plain sight?
