At first glance you may not see
All the hurt and sorrow that’s me.
I live in a word that resembles this
It isn’t filled with joy or bliss.
My world is dark and lonely where I come from
All that is heard is a dissonant hum.
The house I live in, is made of glass
I’m able to view and watch my life pass.
It seems a rather dark and dismal here
You have no idea of what it is I fear.
I start to believe my life has no cause
As I can only focus on my many flaws
So in turn I write this to not say goodbye
But see you later or on the fly.
It’s time for me to disappear.
Please don’t have reservations or fear.
I lived in a world that just flew by.
But I don’t live here anymore; I belong to the sky.