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A Spirit to Fly
Take me higher
Far above the nighttime.
I'm a spirit
Floating wild and free.
I'm a memory
In the hearts
Of lonely people:
A mirror image
Of what they all could be.
I have no choice,
This is my fate;
I'm a restless soul
Born too late.
Admired by none,
Cured by all
Who impatiently wait
For the spirit to fall.
But, I've been here
Since the birth of time.
I give no reason,
I make no rhyme.
I'm a testament to
Lovers who cheat and lie.
This may be your destiny-
A spirit to fly.
This particular poem was in amongst the other poems my father wrote, and it is one of those that really described my existance. I'm not the most loved person, and sometimes it does get me down. Most days I try not to dwell on that fact, and I somehow ended up in what is becoming the most lookedl-up-to group of people in my school. Most of my friends are upperclassmen, so it's kind of a big deal for someone like me to be hanging out with them.
 greendaygirl-5252- · Thu Jan 03, 2008 @ 11:06pm · 0 Comments |
