if i am a bird
can i fly away
and take you with me?
i can't say,
and i can't stay,
so i'll place my hand on your shoulder
won't tell you it's over
we'll know when we're older.
even birds are trapped in a cage.
YOU ARE READING
butterfly kisses and sorrow misses
Poetryi don't know yet i just need to put these things that are in my head onto paper or i might lose my mind have i already lost it? poems I wrote as the clouds were brewing.
