Sometimes….
I just feel like flying.
You know just getting away from it all
…All the chaos and confusion.
I imagine what it would be like to soar across this world
I see myself in foreign countries and deserted places all alone
Just thinking.
What my life would be like if I was accepted.
Truly accepted.
Not that fake stuff people try to feed to you
Becuase me…. im allergic to that stuff, you know that BS…yeah I’m allergic
Because you see anything without substance is worthless
And what good is something worthless when its whole purpose is to serve one?
So sometimes…..
I just feel like flying.
To a place where truth wakes you up in the morning like sunshine through your bedroom window and waits on your front step for you to get home
Because here at this place where I picture myself
And sometimes….
I just feel like flying.
Kamela Jackson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-i-feel-like-flying/
