The Bird Who Couldn't Fly

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The boy who dares to break rules, but is afraid to dream.

The Bird Who Couldn't Fly

by Kimberly Vale

You think you know me, but you don't.

You think that the cigarette between my fingers is nothing more than a symbol for how badass I think I am, in a world that really doesn't give a shit.

You think that the boots I wear on my two feet are nothing more than an attempt at making myself intimidating so that you don't ask too many questions about who I am.

You think you know me, but you don't.

You think that the classic model car I drive is just a classic representation of how big I think my junk is, in a society obsessed with sex.

You think that the sunglasses I wear over my eyes that have seen too much, are nothing more than a disguise, a wall blocking you out, so that you can't find out who I am.

You think you know me, but you don't. If you did, you wouldn't want to know me. I don't even want to know me.

I am an asshole. I am a miscreant. I am a shadow on the wall, a fool without purpose, a bird without its wings.

When the cigarette is snuffed,

When the boots are scuffed,

When the car is crashed,

When the sunglasses are scratched,

When the days that blur past mean more than just another 24 hour chunk of time that I hate myself,

Then maybe, just maybe, this broken bird will learn to fly.

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