Emotions are like little fluttering birds,
You hold them close,
Trying hard never to let go,
Treasuring them for ever.
To keep them you trap them in your chest,
They flutter wildly in an attempt to break free.
Just like little fluttering birds in their cages.
But you hold on in vain,
despite the pain,
We all want to keep the beauty to admire.
Even if it begins to beat on your chest demanding its freedom,
you hold on,
unable to surrender,
Because it’s so beautiful.
But just like the little fluttering bird,
Emotions are not meant to be caged.
They are meant to be free,
And to be willingly shown and felt.
So let your own little fluttering birds free,
And prove how beautiful you can be on your own.
Because no matter how we try to hide it,
we collect the rarest and most beautiful emotions,
if only to show we can,
if only to prove that we can be beautiful to.
Let down your facade,
Show your true face to the world.
Let your true emotions free.
Not the caged fake, and hopeless emotions.
Let the world see what beautiful,
fluttering
birds
You have because they are yours.
We gather all the emotions we can to prove that we can fit in too.
But then our true emotions, little fluttering birds
Are neglected and they wither and eventually die.
Then we truly become the same,
Part of a failing world.
But when we realize that the fake life we have created is not what we want,
We must face our own little birds.
We must learn to make amends and,
Set our true selves free.
Because only then will the world around you,
Truly become beautiful.