Have you ever? Have you ever tried to fly? Above the clouds so high Over the treetops and clear into the sky soaring and living your life so wild and free free as a bird yea ive tried to be so free yet so frail yet they've got what it takes to go forth and sail so high an liberated from things that normally would bar me d o w n to the ground bones as lead filled with the acidic anxiety that i let plague and beguile me these magnificent creatures are smarter than we they're so hollow so happy so in jeopardy of something to break them apart to plummet back down to me but they're still up there looming over me watching my catastrophe
Sorta a spin off of another poem. So many stories from the first few lines. A branch off. A poem tree.