Stateless Bird

So I'm new here and I don't know where to go,

becomes the mantra of the alone.

pity only lasted so long.

they've moved on and so have you,

difference is they don't have any clue,

how difficult it is to face the mass.

their experience is labored ,

I'm done trying and that's what I said,

forcibly taken from my habitat,

it's time to evolve.

There are no beginings,

just the jump and the fall.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
Our world

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