I wish sometimes, That I could fly away.
it's a pretty cliche thing to say, but every word I mean.
I want people to be able to
grow hollow bones and
scatter at the first sign of bad weather.
I want to go back to the days when we were primitive.
when we were rudimentary.
people then knew nothing of words.
back then, only white knuckles or bare feet could hurt you.
You wouldn't have to worry about what they say
expecting the next blow to your heart
to be the one that brings you to tears.
no, what you had to worry about
was the next punch to your innards.
it's amazing how far humanity has come
howver, it's amazing how fragile we still are.
just a single bite could tear you to shreds
leave you hurting forever.
we're sturdy bodies no doubt, but what's inside
is much more delicate.
I wish people knew that.