We Are Birds
People always make analogies
Saying birds are free; they want to be birds.
What is a bird? Nothing more than hair.
Hair floats in water,
Each colored strand flowing in the wind.
For each bird, could you also name
each body part
and want to be no one.
You.
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I'm a freshman in high school, still trying to find the right path to take. My family, friends, and faculty pressure me to the extent where I don't know anymore. I write out frustrations in a secret journal. Cliché that it's hidden under my bed, I know. Seldom, I also write in forms of poetry, which I despised for the longest time. Sometimes people go to a last resort to escape this world.
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