Birds are free
They know how to be
They don’t always have to live in a cage
They are not always consumed by rage
They are perfect
Unlike humans we are imperfect
They like to look beautiful
Unlike humans who like to act boastful
Birds are majestic
Humans are racist and sexist
Birds are free
I wish I was free
So I can be who I want to be

Love is a mystery
It has been there all throughout history
We think we understand it
But really we only misinterpret it
We think it is an easy thing
But really it is back breaking
We all want it
But nobody thinks of the consequences of it
We think it is good for us
But it can actually hurt us
So take time to understand it
So you can truly enjoy it

Death is inevitable
It is uncontrollable
We act like it is small
But really it’s like a wall
It stops you in your tracks
Which leads us to backtrack
You can't escape the fact that you will die
You can try
But you won’t  because it is a part of you
And it won’t stop until it consumes you
You can try to fight it
But remember you can’t outrun it
Because death always catches up with you.

Love is always there
It's always in the air
We always try to find it
But we end up trapped in it
It seems perfect
But it is actually imperfect
We think it will always make us happy
But at times it makes us feel ******
But don't avoid it
Try to find it
But don't let it take over you
Because then you will truly not be you

I am writing this because I am dead
Not truly dead only in the head
Cause I am still here
I constantly feel like a deer
Stuck in the headlights
Not having the might
To move aside
Because I am dead inside
So all I think
Is I need one more drink
So I can block all these thoughts in my head
So I don't wind up dead

The End is only to keep others around me alive
So the other around me can survive
Yes that might make you sad
But please don't feel bad
I am doing this because I care about all of you
I am doing this because I love all of you
Yes it seems selfish
But to me it feels courageous

I have been scared all my life
Trying to avoid using the knife
Because every cut I make
Makes someone's  heart break
I want to be alive
But if I live others might not survive
So I've finally lost all hope
So I grab my rope
Because my poems ends in death
As I take my last breath