Sometimes
I feel
I fell from
The sky,
I do not belong,
Should not even try.
Sometimes
I wish
I could be somewhere
Else,
Somewhere far,
Impossibly
Far
And high
And away
And transcendent
And free!
...Got
A little
Dizzy
There.
Got
Away from
Myself.
Myself...
Sometimes
When I
Look up at
The sky,
I feel the broken wings on my back
And still wonder why
I cannot fly.
But really,
Most of the time,
I am fine.
I feel
I fell from
The sky,
I do not belong,
Should not even try.
Sometimes
I wish
I could be somewhere
Else,
Somewhere far,
Impossibly
Far
And high
And away
And transcendent
And free!
...Got
A little
Dizzy
There.
Got
Away from
Myself.
Myself...
Sometimes
When I
Look up at
The sky,
I feel the broken wings on my back
And still wonder why
I cannot fly.
But really,
Most of the time,
I am fine.