We exchange glances, <br />like cars on the motorway, <br />a smirk here, a giggle there, <br />the brief eye contact, <br />the childish mess of my hair. <br /> <br />This is all there ever will be, <br />and all this will be all I hold on to, <br />my dreams will have to suffice, <br />my hopes will have to slowly die, <br />how hard it must be, <br />for a wingless bird to accept, <br />it may never fly. <br /> <br />You are not of my kind, <br />we part ways by fate, <br />we feel differences, <br />by cruel human creation.<br /><br />Rachel Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wingless-bird-2/
