you could say
i lied
i am not like you
i wish i was
you could say
my message in a bottle
drifts across the sea
a quiet cry for help
no one will receive
no one will ever know
who i am
you could say
i am not myself
not yet
maybe not ever
an eagle
taught to be a sparrow
wings tucked tight
i ache for skies i should not touch
i stay hidden
it is easier that way
(is it not)
you could say
the truth remains
behind locked lips
stitched in silence
you could say
it is better this way
(im sorry)
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