I wish I were a birdRise above it allWatch it all shrink and slowly disappearAnd I would simply disappear tooSoar in the air Wild and freeAll the best things are wild and freeExcept meI'm still hereAnd alas, another day beginsAnd another small piece of my spirit diesDeep breaths help me throughI have to remind myself to breatheBut I'm running low on reasonsI'm just sitting hereStaring out the windowThrough the bricks and smog and busy peopleAt the birds
I write… When the thoughts swirl too much in my head. Because I am afraid to say things out loud. When there is no one to listen. Because I hope one day you'll read my words. I write because I know no other way