I'm stronger than I thought. I feel more than I imagined. Even flightless birds have purpose. Didn't know you thought of me as one. A flightless bird.  
I imagined I was something else. Like something with majesty and dignity. Maybe something that could sing. Really sang.  
I mean I Thought I had a voice as strong as a thousand waves. I thought I was your muse. Your music. Your thoughts. Your words.  
I imagined. Man I prayed.. I prayed for you. I cried for you. I know what I have to give, but had no idea my flight was taken from me like rushing wind through palm trees.  
Like glass during the break. I was unaware. I just sat there. With no wings. No song to sing.  
No love to feel. For a moment nothing was real. then there was a thrill as harsh as a chill. I swear I was unaware.  
What was the point of creating something that can't fly. Why should it even be. It gives no light to the society. No hope or reliability.  
Even flightless birds have purpose... 
WELL WHAT IS THAT PURPOSE? I DON'T UNDERSTAND. I WATCHED MY HEART GET RIPPED OUT BY MY OWN HAND.  
TELL ME, WHAT IS TO GAIN. IF ONE HAS NO WINGS THERE IS ONLY DISDAIN.  
IF JUMP I FALL. MY SYMMETRY WILL GET THE BEST OF ME. YOU EXPECT ME TO CRAWL. YOU SKINNED ME RAW. FOR THE EARTH TO BARE MY SOUL. WITH DREAMS YOU DREW ME IN. WITH REALITY YOU KILLED FOR THE WIN

To Be Continued...