Move me like a pebble laying loosely at the bottom of the lake.
Making its way around and through dark places and lightened scapes.
I wish I could fly where no one could see me.
Not unless you need me or dream me.
I want to soar through the skys like an angel with love foreseen.
Like a bird flying its first flight.
High up and free,
Unchained from simple ways and wrongful games.
It’s not a ‘I don’t give a fuck about what you got to say’ mentality,
Because caring too much is the reason behind my strength & silence in all actuality.
It’s a ‘I’m secure in who I am so your words don’t control me’ commonality.
I’m not overconfident or unapproachable,
and yes rude comments and lies do bother me, only being factual
but just not enough to hurt me anymore..
I’m pass that kind of mad hatter, mad.
I know who I am, no matter what is said.
I will not allow any soul to try to make me into who and what i’m not.
Based off their own insecurities, closed mindedness, issues and malice plots.
I love ME, I know ME, & I am ME..
A bird with a damaged wing that can still fly untamed.
J. Peters 🕊🦋🕊