Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Wings on medication

Little girl
Soaring free
Come back, come down
They shout and scream
Return to this reality

Medicated, habilitated
Creativity annihilated
This is what is right for you
Attention span preserved.

Looking up at the bright blue sky
A sense of belonging shivers by
Don’t accept that you cannot fly
Just because they told you so.

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