I’m Just A Bird

This is something a little different. Like most of my poetry it rhymes (I can’t help it) and it’s partially about writing but this one… I don’t know. It just hit me in the head and said ‘Hello!’ and I didn’t have any choice but to let it out. I don’t personally like how my rhyme scheme turned out, the flow feels off in parts but the poem itself won’t let me change it- a life of it’s own. :) Please enjoy and comment if you feel like it.

I’m Just a Bird

I’m just a tired little bird
Typing every single word.
Here I hop and there I chirp-
What are you looking at,
You little twerp?

So, I’m just a bird,
Too tiny and small.
Feathers too soft and wings too frail.
All I do when I fly-
Is fail.

But that’s the thing that makes me true.
Makes me different
And better than you.

So I’m just a bird
Who types about flying.
My words are my wings
While the twerp in you
Is grounded and crying

Because I may just be a bird-
But at least I am trying.

~Spirit~

Dedicated to the bird in us all who is constantly reaching for the sky in every possible way we can.

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