You're not going away. Nor are you flying away. You are also not driving away. Walking away. running away. Nor are you falling into the dark and empty shadows of the night. You're not leaving. You're not just going to disappear. And you're not going to reappear. But you're going to fade away. As the clock ticks you think you still have awhile. But humans aren't like cats that have 9 lives. Humans have 1 life. Humans spend on alcohol. On drugs. On words. On contracts. And even on other humans they don't love. They spend on just random unrealizable things. But the way I choose to spend mine is up to me. I choose. To be free like a bird. And to watch me hit a twenty story high window and fall, fall down. Until I hit the ground. I want to watch my clock tick and tick away. As the seconds fly on by. Minute by minute. Hour by hour. Day by day.
I'm here to watch your life too. Just don't be like me. And be so lazy to get up in the morning. Don't be like me. And do something more entertaining with your life. I'm here to watch my beak and body crack and shatter and not leave a piece behind for you to pick up. I'm here. Like you. For a short time. Watch your clock wisely. And don't spend it thinking what you're going to do. Spend it on doing something.
I wrote this poem after being pretty dang ticked out like a clock. I wrote because I want to express to the public what I am like and who I am. If I can't do that. Then what else can I do?- From A Person's Tears.