I stare long hours,
At myself,
Except I see a completely different me.
Reflection of another person,
Not Me!
The one that had the freedom to fly,
Not the one cooped up inside,
Not me.
The one who used to run around,
Like a lion,
Roaming the world like a new place.
Not me.
One blink,
Is all it takes to get out of the realm of...
First Grade
At myself,
Except I see a completely different me.
Reflection of another person,
Not Me!
The one that had the freedom to fly,
Not the one cooped up inside,
Not me.
The one who used to run around,
Like a lion,
Roaming the world like a new place.
Not me.
One blink,
Is all it takes to get out of the realm of...
First Grade
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