I remember the day when you said to me the beauty of this world is under lock and key. The ugliness and hatred is all you can see and once a bird is caged, it'll never again be free.
But all your life you never did try to spread your wings and learn to fly. Nor did you look past the grief of war to see all the peace we've been fighting for.
I remember writing a poem about an orange though we all know nothing rhymes with orange and after that I didn't write for a long time since you said a poem's not a poem if it doesn't rhyme.
But all your life you never had a clue of how to go above and beyond what's expected of you. You weren't one of a kind, instead one of few who settled for average and stuck to what you knew.
I remember sitting down for dinner with you with my sushi rolls and pork moo-shu and you said eating ethnic things will not make me interesting.
But all your life you sat on floors watching TV when you could be outdoors. Eating pepperoni pizza and chicken wings, never trying any new things.
I remember that time when you yelled at me 'cause I failed my first test on geometry. Your face turned red as you grabbed hold of my head and said "if you stopped your **** writing you might've passed math instead!"
But all your life you focused too much on solving equations and numbers and such. Your math mark went up but your english mark fell, now you've forgotten how to solve for x and still can't even spell.
I remember when your words used to put me down and I wore a bag over my head when it should have been a crown. I thought I was nothing but I was wrong, I guess I had just been listening to your lies for far too long.
See, all your life you felt insecure because of the disappointment you felt when you looked in the mirror. You spent too much time existing that you forgot how to live, you've been drained of all happiness like flour in a sieve.
I have realized now that I need not feel bad and no longer will I let your words make me sad. You're the most ordinary person I ever knew, and for that I pity you, I really do.
This is a complete work of fiction, however, I think it can be related to many people in this world unfortunately.