Kite

Kite

Free to fly,
But on a string,
Like a bird,
With a broken wing.

Decorated with bows,
Hiding the pain,
Wishing that this life,
Was just a game.

Being dragged around,
Everywhere you go,
"Where to next?"
I don't know.

Reviews

[Planet x]

I love short poems
It looks simple but actually you could capture the image of the Kite , being free but controlled at the same time

[Carla]

Thank you, that is the idea I was going for

[Planet x]

you are welcome