The Birds Dressed In Lies

First I see a raven,

Strong and dark.

Now I see an eagle,

Majestic and mighty.

Now I see a crow,

So similar to the raven.

Now I see a feather,

Alone and indistinct.

Finally I see the birds.

The birds dressed in lies.

A nonbinary flag with shadows around the edges.

Fainting Goat

UT

14 years old

Poetry

By Fainting Goat

My Very Best Friend

Strong and sweet.
Beautiful and neat.
Supportive and kind.
Who helps me keep my mind.
My very best friend;
Turns dark days bright.
Yet I worry;
They may be losing the fight.

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Poetry

By Fainting Goat

His Beauty

His hair, his eyes.
How I love his smile, his laugh.
So funny, so sweet.
Always making me smile, and giggle.
But I’m trapped in the friend zone.
He’s so much more to me, but I’m just a friend.

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Poetry

By Fainting Goat

My (Other) Name In A Nutshell

Bubbly and bright, yet always faking it.
Ridiculous and strange, always an outcast.
Insidious and dark, with too much to hide.

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