sky (poem)

always the optimist,

never saw the empty glass

eyes so hopeful,

never felt the broken wings

heart and soul so in the clouds,

never saw reality for dreams

heartbeat so loud,

forgot to hear my own pain.

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I’m still on the ground, I see

now that my eyes are opening

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but I know one thing

my soul belongs to the sky.

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I’m that idiot who just cannot fathom

giving up for good