Wave

How many haters

Do I have to remember 

Hate me

And remember why they never smile back

Do I have to hate you back

I'd rather not

I'd rather see how small it all seems 

From the Sky

So fly 

Away 

From it all

With the wind

That I have to feel 

To fly

What would I do 

Can't bury the soul

Birds fly

So I am flying

I am doing what I was born to do

And when I am done

Yes you can step on me

You can say what you wish about me

And you can start buying flowers for me

And give the writer six words on a headstone

Words I have never written

And my only truth will be a lie

And I will finally be captured on the ground

In the dirt where I lie

Straining inside of me

A spark inside 

The muddled words

And worlds

Wanting to be spoken

But they do not speak to me

Do they speak to you

I alone

Do not even know

Who is speaking

And the story teller

Does not know

How her own story goes

Did you know 

that no one knows

What is going on 

What on earth

Is really on earth

What doesn't dream

Of grazing the clouds and sky

And being their own skyline

And defying gravity

Because gravity is

For those who believe 

In coming down to earth

Like dropping leaves

Like flies

Like bees

The buzz is that 

I am forever

Lost 

To this world

And you can find me

In an alternative

Book 

By 

Another writer

When you read my writing

And see the gaps

And that will be your fulfilment 

Author's Note

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