Swan

Birddie Jane

Am I going crazy

It's just a movie

And yet

I feel as if I am her 

 

I can't dance 

But like her 

I am alone

 

In a world 

Where no one listens

No one appreciates

No one cares

 

Except

Perhaps for their benefit

Alone

 

Spinning

Twirling

Crying 

Screaming

 

Dying

 

Because like her

My price chose

The wrong one

 

  • Author: Birddie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 6th, 2021 17:25
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 29
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