Night Owl
She is broken
with plenty of people
who she knows would love
to help fix her
but she doesn't ask
them for help
because she doesn't want
to bother them
with her burdens when they have plenty of their own
to bore them
when they realize shes just normal and everyone thinks the same things
to annoy them
talking about things that bother or upset her
and think she a selfish person whos overdramatic
so because of this
she keeps quiet
not like a mouse
but like an owl
with many ways to defend herself
but waiting for night
when she can hide under the covers
of the dark
and come alive in the soft glow of the moon
where a new world lets her
stretch her stiff tired wings
and soar while the tears fall far down below
where she believes
that if she can fly fast enough
she can escape the loneliness
chasing after her
and break free from its overwhelming chains
that once she free
she can finally find
peace.
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