Just like flowers, we grow and blossom to become beautiful people.
We change and adapt to the world around us.
We learn how to survive the harsh, cruel weather from the world around us.
Just like a bird, I fly and soar through the clouds.
I flap my wings to the beat of the wind.
I leap into the sky home ward bound.
I look over the world with sad eyes of pain and misunderstanding.
I dream of the simplest of lives, filled with hopes of love and happiness.
My life seeming meaning less, with no hopes of true happiness.
I continue on the path many before me have taken and many after will take.
I do not try to break the pattern of eternity just for hopeles dreams and impossible hopes.
My journey will end as it is supposed to, with my happy ending.
I just have to survive this path and try my best to not fall astray from this.
I, as the bird i truly am, must always follow the path that will lead me happly home.