I feel like a bird with a broken wing damaged by all the bad I’ve seen. I want to fly away with you now and feel new things but I get frustrated I can’t yet so I let off steam

Sometimes I feel trapped up on a beam high above a crowded scene reluctant to move for I fear I’ll fall I know I can’t fly all the way yet so I stall

I make up excuses to change the focus I can’t stand my condition so I try and not let anyone notice.

I hide it inside like there’s nothing wrong but sometimes the list can get very long, please understand when it happens and just sit with me here, sometimes I will need you to dry my tears.

Stay by my side as I learn to glide help me one step at a time so we can finally fly