As I look out the window,
Of this 4th floor office,
No birds will greet me,
But I still yearn to fly.
I don't mean..
The permanent flight,
I mean the beautiful,
Meaningful fall.
That temporary lifetime,
The free fall but I'm tied,
By ever enemy,
And my failed love.
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 5:55 AM UTC
As I look out the window,
Of this 4th floor office,
No birds will greet me,
But I still yearn to fly.
I don't mean..
The permanent flight,
I mean the beautiful,
Meaningful fall.
That temporary lifetime,
The free fall but I'm tied,
By ever enemy,
And my failed love.
